Mu Zhu gazed at the darkened screen and redialed the number but it was off, his grip tightened on the mobile phone as he felt restless.
He walked back onto the couch and switched the television on to watch a movie or something to pass time.
In the private room, the doctor was done stitching, he hadn't used lidocaine drug, so it was painful stitching it even though he looked unbothered on the surface.
"Mo Huang, I will rest here first, I will be going back on Sunday probably... Do escort Mu Zhu back to Beijing.. I will join him once I feel better.. " he mumbled before shutting his eyes, he was feeling excruciating pain and weak.
"All right Master Mo, how about I prepare some painkillers for you? It can assist you.. " he was worried that the pain would drive him crazy. It wasn't easy to endure.
"I will be fine.." he dismissed him as Mo Huang bowed his head respectfully and walked away.
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