"I've used every method possible." The chief doctor wanted to say that all other patients could bear the pain, they'd grit their teeth and the night would be over. Only your wife, Huo Beijiang, can't do it.
"Perhaps, you should hold your wife in your arms, soothe her?" The chief doctor suddenly proposed, "Just be careful not to touch her right leg."
"Fine, fine, fine! You can scram now! What a quack!"
"..." If he was a quack, why were they still seeking his help?
Huo Beijiang sat by the hospital bed, carefully cradled his wife in his arms, and tenderly planted a kiss on Nan Fei's forehead.
"Wifey, don't be afraid of the pain! If you feel the pain, I'll give you a kiss."
"It hurts..."
"Mmm..." He bent down and pressed a deep kiss on Nan Fei's soft lips.
