Fifteen minutes later, the stitches were finally completed. The doctor looked up and heaved a sigh of relief while the sweat droplets on his forehead trickled down his face, some of which seeped into his eyes and caused him to feel extremely uncomfortable.
What in the world!?! It's just a simple laceration process and I'm already sweating profusely. Yet, the patient didn't even bat an eyelid, unlike me. To think that I'm actually the doctor. The doctor thought to himself, his fingers turning stiff.
The doctor then looked up at Wen Xinya to see that she had turned as pale as a sheet and her thin body was as stiff as a rock. He was… much calmer compared to her.
Staring at the stitches on Si Yiyan's wound which made it seem like a centipede, Wen Xinya felt extremely upset and worried for him.
