"As a doctor, I've always been instilled with this belief: we only care about saving lives. To us, all people are the same, just unhealthy bodies with no distinction between good and bad, superior or inferior. Some doctors even save their enemies, so why would I not have the right to treat you?" Xiao Yifei retorted.
"Well said, then take a look at this!" The old man stretched out his leg as he spoke. Xiao Yifei, instead of being repulsed by the old man's dirty pants, did just as he said—he saw only a sick body, ignoring everything else.
Xiao Yifei examined it carefully and said, "This ailment will improve as long as you take care of it over time, but you've been wearing too little clothing. After he finished speaking, Xiao Yifei realized how difficult it would be to take care of oneself in this place. Given the current situation, even having a meal was a problem, let alone taking care of other things.
