"The stitches have already started." The driver frowned and sighed lightly, "Miss Gan, just respect the young master's decision."
"..."
It was not easy for Manna to rush forward again, and the doctor had to sew it halfway before stopping.
She was stopped there by the driver and watched helplessly as the doctor stitched up Li Ziting's wound stitch by stitch. With each stitch, she felt as if she had been stitched, and her whole body was in pain and cramping.
Li Ziting sat there, his face was horribly pale, he was just trying to endure it.
She didn't understand what he wanted to do. Is it so difficult to get an anesthetic?!
I have to push her away, and then endure the pain of stitches without anesthesia...
…
It was just a small project of four stitches, but the nectar felt as long as a century.
She almost thought Li Ziting would faint.
But when the doctor started to finish the stitches, the hot milk tea fell from Ganlu's hand, and Ganlu's feet became so weak that she could not stand.
The driver's uncle helped her sit down on the sofa beside her.
She watched the doctor cover Li Ziting's wound with a piece of clean gauze, and Li Ziting's perfect face became less perfect.
During the stitching process, Li Ziting did not move at all and did not even hum.
With this combination, there will be no scars left.
"Okay." The doctor said.
Li Ziting slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Ganlu. His eyes were dark and there was no sign of pain...
"Does it still hurt?"
Walking out of the hospital, Ganlu couldn't help but ask as she walked beside him, extremely worried.
"It doesn't hurt." Li Ziting shook his head and reached out to gently press the gauze. The blood on his face had not recovered yet, and he was still pale.
"It would definitely hurt to death without anesthesia." She could imagine the pain. Ganlu raised her eyes and stared at his wound, walked forward, and couldn't help complaining to him, "Why do you have to endure this kind of pain?!"
Hearing this, Li Ziting paused.
Ganlu didn't notice, but kept walking forward, still complaining, "A little anesthetic won't affect your IQ, why don't you take a shot..."
"I went to see Zhao Mo tonight."
Li Ziting's voice suddenly sounded behind her.
Ganlu turned around and looked at him in surprise and confusion, "Have you met Zhao Mo?"
No wonder she couldn't find Zhao Mo in PUB or school. It turned out that Zhao Mo was with him. What were they doing when they met?!
"When did the abortion happen?" Li Ziting stood there, staring at her with his dark eyes, and asked in a dull voice.
"..."
Ganlu was stunned for a moment, frozen in place, her face turned white, and her fingers couldn't help but twist her sleeves.
Li Ziting strode towards her, hugged her into his arms, clasped the back of her head with his fingers, and buried his fingertips deeply into her hair, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
It turned out that this was why he apologized all night long.
Ganlu was held by him blankly, leaning into his arms, and said calmly, "Is this why you didn't take anesthesia just now?"
"I want to know how painful it will be..."
Li Ziting whispered, hugging her tighter with both hands, "But I can't imagine it. Gan Xiaolu, I'm late when I come back, right? Isn't it?"
I can't imagine it, so I asked the doctor to give me stitches without anesthesia?
He also wants to experience pain?
Ganlu rested her forehead on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and said calmly, "It's all over, I've forgotten about it." "The stitches have already started." The driver frowned and sighed lightly, "
Miss Gan, just respect the young master’s decision."
"..."
It was not easy for Manna to rush forward again, and the doctor had to sew it halfway before stopping.
She was stopped there by the driver and watched helplessly as the doctor stitched up Li Ziting's wound stitch by stitch. With each stitch, she felt as if she had been stitched, and her whole body was in pain and cramping.
Li Ziting sat there, his face was horribly pale, he was just trying to endure it.
She didn't understand what he wanted to do. Is it so difficult to get an anesthetic?!
I have to push her away, and then endure the pain of stitches without anesthesia...
…
It was just a small project of four stitches, but the nectar felt as long as a century.
She almost thought Li Ziting would faint.
But when the doctor started to finish the stitches, the hot milk tea fell from Ganlu's hand, and Ganlu's feet became so weak that she could not stand.
The driver's uncle helped her sit down on the sofa beside her.
She watched the doctor cover Li Ziting's wound with a piece of clean gauze, and Li Ziting's perfect face became less perfect.
During the stitching process, Li Ziting did not move at all and did not even hum.
With this combination, there will be no scars left.
"Okay." The doctor said.
Li Ziting slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Ganlu. His eyes were dark and there was no sign of pain...
"Does it still hurt?"
Walking out of the hospital, Ganlu couldn't help but ask as she walked beside him, extremely worried.
"It doesn't hurt." Li Ziting shook his head and reached out to gently press the gauze. The blood on his face had not recovered yet, and he was still pale.
"It would definitely hurt to death without anesthesia." She could imagine the pain. Ganlu raised her eyes and stared at his wound, walked forward, and couldn't help complaining to him, "Why do you have to endure this kind of pain?!"
Hearing this, Li Ziting paused.
Ganlu didn't notice, but kept walking forward, still complaining, "A little anesthetic won't affect your IQ, why don't you take a shot..."
"I went to see Zhao Mo tonight."
Li Ziting's voice suddenly sounded behind her.
Ganlu turned around and looked at him in surprise and confusion, "Have you met Zhao Mo?"
No wonder she couldn't find Zhao Mo in PUB or school. It turned out that Zhao Mo was with him. What were they doing when they met?!
"When did the abortion happen?" Li Ziting stood there, staring at her with his dark eyes, and asked in a dull voice.
"..."
Ganlu was stunned for a moment, frozen in place, her face turned white, and her fingers couldn't help but twist her sleeves.
Li Ziting strode towards her, hugged her into his arms, clasped the back of her head with his fingers, and buried his fingertips deeply into her hair, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
It turned out that this was why he apologized all night long.
Ganlu was held by him blankly, leaning into his arms, and said calmly, "Is this why you didn't take anesthesia just now?"
"I want to know how painful it will be..."
Li Ziting whispered, hugging her tighter with both hands, "But I can't imagine it. Gan Xiaolu, I'm late when I come back, right? Isn't it?"
I can't imagine it, so I asked the doctor to give me stitches without anesthesia?
He also wants to experience pain?
Ganlu rested her forehead on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and then said calmly, "It's all over, I've forgotten it."