The person who came in was a renowned surgeon at the hospital, dressed in the sacred white coat with a pen in the breast pocket, tall in stature.
When he saw Tang Yu, he paused, and a flash of unusual emotion crossed his eyes.
Seeing Tang Yu's suppressed expression and the blood on her neck, he didn't say anything and went to treat her wound first.
"It might hurt a bit, just bear with it," Meng Jilin said.
"Mhm."
"It's not too bad, the wound isn't deep, and it doesn't need stitches, but the scar will remain for a while," Meng Jilin said.
"How long is 'a while'?"
"Maybe one or two months. Don't worry, the longer it is, the lighter the scar will become until it's invisible," Meng Jilin said, "I'll prescribe you some anti-inflammatory ointment with scar removal effects, try not to get the wound wet when you go back."
Tang Yu thought this doctor was quite gentle and responsible, so she couldn't help but give him another glance.
