I am your city

Chapter 9
Even though she didn't want his doctor to deal with it, as he said, leaving her hand alone might actually be a waste.

The doctor looked at the girl's trembling right hand with cotton wool and disinfectant, and sighed softly, "Miss, please release your palm and let me see the injury."

Le Youyou let go of her hand slowly according to her words, her palm was bloody and bloody, and the burning pain made her unable to fully stretch her fingers.

Seeing the injury, the doctor couldn't help but twitch his eyelids. He frowned and reminded, "Miss, your wound needs stitches. I'll help you with a simple treatment first. You can go to the hospital with me."

"No need!" Le Youyou refused without even thinking about it, her lips turned white, "Just sew it here, if you can't sew it up, just bandage it up for me."

"But…"

"I still have very important things to do, so I can't leave now," Le Youyou said while looking up at the doctor with pleading eyes, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The doctor looked at the man beside him in embarrassment.

The latter frowned and said softly, "Just do as she says."

The doctor led the way, "Stitches are available now, but there is no anesthetic here. Let me..."

"No need, just sew."

Before the doctor could finish speaking, Le Youyou dropped a few simple words like a bomb.

Meet directly?
The doctor's face changed slightly, and he raised his eyes and couldn't help but look at the person in front of him again.

I couldn't help feeling a little more admiration for this doll-like girl.

If this injury were placed on other girls, they would have cried and made noises.

Fortunately, she was able to hold back the pain even if she was trembling all over, and suggested that he should sew it directly without anesthesia.

Just a freak of scarcity…

The doctor took what was needed from the medicine cabinet, disinfected her wound, and prepared the stitches.

When the needle tip was about to touch the wound, I couldn't help reminding, "Girl, if it's too late for you to regret it now, I'll take you to the hospital immediately."

Le Youyou shook her head, looked at the wound where the flesh had turned out without blinking her eyes, and said flatly, "No, please sew it faster, I really have something very important, thank you."

The doctor didn't say any more, and directly penetrated the needle into the skin around the wound and sutured skillfully.

Even though she was mentally prepared, Le Youyou still gasped in pain when the needle pierced her skin, her whole body trembled violently, and her face turned pale.

But she still clenched her teeth tightly and didn't make any sound. The man next to her frowned, and even the assistant turned her face away in fright.

In addition to the smell of blood, there was also the smell of disinfectant in the air, and the needle like a fishhook pierced her wound.

One stitch, two stitches, three stitches...

With the number of stitches, the girl's face became paler and whiter, almost transparent, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead and tip of her nose slowly condensed into the size of beans, dripping down.

Seeing this, the man's usually indifferent heart was inexplicably tugged at this moment, and a strange...pain appeared in the deepest part of his heart.

Damn!

Realizing his abnormality, Yi Jingcheng tore off the tie around his neck irritably, sat down on the other end of the sofa, closed his sour eyelids, and tried to use other things to divert this undesired emotion.

He is getting married today, and grandma will be very happy to see the live broadcast of the wedding in a while.

He is willing to do anything to make Grandma Bo happy, including his marriage.

(End of this chapter)