Ding Yinuo asked while cleaning the wound,
"Didn't you feel any pain at the time?"
"Uh, I was too nervous at that moment, I was afraid they would hurt my stomach..."
Ding Yinuo fell silent for a long time,
"It was Jian Jing who called me and let me know what had happened."
As the alcohol touched the wound, the stinging sensation made my body tremble slightly.
His hand paused for a moment, and he couldn't help but ask me,
"Does it hurt a lot?"
"Mhm!"
"Here, lie down on this!"
He fetched me a soft cushion and placed it on the sofa, then made me hug the cushion and lie face down on the sofa.
When Ding Yinuo was cleaning my wound, his hand trembled slightly.
He seemed reluctant to apply the medication, afraid that it would cause me pain.
I asked him with a smile,
"Dr. Ding, do you hesitate like this when performing surgeries too?"
"Not with other patients, but you... Ayun, you're my wife; I feel a bit heartache."
