In the end, after a friendly exchange between Ning Xiang and the Dog System, the Dog System finally gave her some proper medical books.
Once Ning Xiang had taught herself medicine, she wheedled a medical kit out of the Dog System. First, she gave Yu Tingchao an anesthetic and cleaned his wounds, then took out a needle and thread to stitch them up.
Looking at those crooked stitches, the Dog System felt Yu Tingchao's pain for him.
"If you can do better, do it yourself!"
Ning Xiang really couldn't stand the Dog System's endless griping.
The system could only watch in helpless agitation. Hmph! If it had a physical body, Ning Xiang would never have had a chance to show off!
After treating Yu Tingchao's wounds and checking that his breathing was steady, Ning Xiang moved him onto her large bed. Exhausted herself, she lay down beside Tingchao and fell asleep.
She slept in a groggy haze, dimly hearing Tingchao call to her in a weak voice, "Senior Sister."
Ning Xiang jolted awake. When she looked again, Yu Tingchao was sleeping deeply, but his body was growing hotter and hotter. She reached out to feel his forehead, which was also burning hot. He had clearly developed a high fever.
The young man's cheeks were flushed from the fever, too.
Ning Xiang wiped his forehead, neck, and palms with medical alcohol, but his fever showed no sign of subsiding.
Her gaze sharpened slightly, and she reached out to undress him. After a moment's thought, she turned to Little Nine, who was standing guard nearby. "You're my witness. I'm only doing this to treat him, not because I want to look at his body!"
Little Nine covered its eyes with its wings and shyly turned away.
Ning Xiang: "..."
Forget it. Saving