"Change my dressing..." Does

do something for his wound reduce the debt in his heart?

Listen, Gu Qianmeng suddenly sat up, his eyes were full of serious, even a little confused, and asked, "But I have never changed medicine, what should I do?"

"dumb." Qi Chengsong breath, and then from the desk drawer, take out the gauze and liquid medicine, "first with alcohol disinfection, then dipped in some liquid medicine, finally wrapped in gauze..."

Said that Qicheng suddenly despised Qianmeng a little. She was a woman. Should she all do this?

"Oh, I understand!" Gu Qianmeng kept nodding, took disinfection alcohol, medicine, and gauze, carefully placed on his side, and...