sakura knew you were a bit dumb, but not that much — but, to you feel better, she would never say it out loud, face-to-face.

from afar, she watched your workmates treated of your wound (a burn that she swore was more of a third degree burn) with an gauze around it. technically, they were more trying to and it mafe her mad from their lack of intelligence and entered into the room.

"you again..." she groans low, not annoyed. pushing the few people from there, she bends in your front and starts to treat it, knowing the better way to save your skin — after all, she did med.