-Yo, Doc. Do you have a moment to patch me up?

This is not the first time that a wounded Silver Samurai has entered your clinic. You could only give him a glare look, because he risking his health again, despite your repeated lecturing.

Gintoki could only smile slyly, never revealing that he willingly got into fights just to have a chance to visit you again. He liked sweets, after all, and you were particularly into his taste.