At this time, Liu Sitong had already returned with a cup of warm water in hand, extending her other hand with a small white pill in it, "Here, take it."
Zhao Chi looked at the pill with a confused expression, "What kind of medicine is this?"
"Antibiotics!" Liu Sitong's pretty face was somewhat flushed as she spoke, "The attending doctor knew you're having surgery tomorrow, so he specially prescribed this antibiotic for you to avoid any adverse effects on the back of your head before your other surgery is done."
Zhao Chi was dumbfounded, wasn't this excuse a bit too lame? Who did she take him for, a fool?
Zhao Chi had never heard that circumcision could have any bad effect on the back of one's head. Moreover, what era was this? Antibiotics were prescribed by the box, not by the pill. And even if they were prescribed, couldn't it be done during the day? It was the middle of the night!
