"I'm a patient with both arms injured."

When Gintoki said that, the reactions he got were mostly along the lines of 'you reap what you sow.' Instead of worry, their faces said, 'Stop overdoing it, you idiot.'

Heartless bastards. Gintoki felt unnecessarily offended and immediately bristled, claiming these wounds were nothing. Hah, who do you think I am? Something like this will heal if I just put some spit on it.

However, there was one thing Gintoki overlooked.

The man who struck fear into both enemies and allies to earn the name Shiroyasha was a total fool who couldn't even wrap a single bandage properly!

It took forever just to manage the bandage that kept slipping through his fingers as if it were hot. He struggled even to wind it, his hands trembling.

Doing this reminded him of how Shouyou once remarked he had no manual dexterity, which made him feel even more irritable. Who knew that even something like this required dexterity?

Finally, in a state of desperation, he was just fiddling with the useless bandage when...

Hey, you there... uh, you. Yeah, the one in the corner.

...Are you good at wrapping bandages?