Su Xiaoxiao cleaned his wound thoroughly, making sure to clean both his skin and flesh. In order to catch her, his arm hit the ground and the sand and dust entered his wound.
Jing Yi broke out in a cold sweat. His knuckles turned white, but he didn't make a sound.
"You can endure pain quite well."
The last person who could tolerate pain was Wei Ting.
Why did she always think of Wei Ting when she saw Jing Yi?
Were these two related? They didn't look alike…
"I'm going to suture you. I've run out of the anesthetic, so I can only stitch you raw. It might hurt a little. Fortunately, there are only two stitches. I'll be as quick as I can."
Jing Yi nodded.
Su Xiaoxiao didn't overestimate herself and her actions were quick.
Jing Yi stared fixedly at her. Before he could feel any pain, she had already cut off the thread.
"Okay, I'm done." When Su Xiaoxiao gave Jing Yi a piece of candy, he was speechless.
