"Can I really bring up something that would wound me just by talking? How could you not say it might wound my balls too?"
Su Sheng arrived at the emergency room, rather bewildered, and then a nurse went to unbuckle his belt. Wasn't that a bit impulsive?
"Wait, I'm not injured down there!"
He grabbed the belt buckle in a flash. For a man, that was the bottom line. Fastening meant commitment, unfastening spoke of mercilessness.
"Really not injured? Not even your legs?"
The nurses looked disappointed, as if they had missed out on something.
Fortunately, a doctor arrived, and thankfully it was a normal middle-aged female doctor. She immediately made the young nurses behave, and under her direction, they started treating his wounds in an orderly fashion.
But oddly, no one seemed to notice the claw knife and dagger hanging from his waist, they even helped him pull out his pistol and placed it aside. That calmness was excessive!
