"Owowowow—don't bend my leg! Move your hands up a little, I'm begging you… It hurts so much I'm gonna die."
Mingzhu City Municipal Hospital.
Nighttime.
The hospital corridors were still bustling with people, filled with the unpleasant smell of disinfectant.
The white lights were exceptionally cold, illuminating neat rows of department signs.
Doctors and nurses in masks and matching white coats walked by from time to time, their steps hurried.
Jiangg Yao shouted as she pinched Chen Yuan's arm with all her might. She wasn't holding back, and after just a few pinches, he was wincing in pain.
Despite this, he didn't complain at all, instead comforting her in a low voice:
"It'll be fine once they give you the anesthetic. Don't be scared, Yaoyao. It's just a very minor surgery, it'll be over in less than half an hour."
"Can't you… come in with me?"
