Ted hit the nail on the head.

Yan Shiheng didn't say a word.

He slowly let go of his hand, and the cloth hung loosely, covering the slightly hideous wounds on his waist and abdomen.

Ted immediately said, “Mr. Yan, you can't cover the wound. You shouldn't avoid seeking medical treatment. Let's go to the hospital..."

He glanced sideways at Ted, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, and the latter silently closed his mouth.

But Ted was still worried ...