Jiang Siyan was like someone without a sense of pain. He closed his eyes, suppressed the bloody sweetness rising in his throat, and threw the bloody knife onto the counter, making a crisp sound.
The blood stained the entire blade. It was clear that his palm had been deeply cut.
Jiang Jiu immediately grabbed his hand to look, her panic mixed with distress, "Come on, let's go to the hospital!"
Jiang Siyan gave a bitter smile. He ignored her concerned look and pulled his hand back. "Jiang Jiu, do you know, you are being very cruel."
After speaking, Jiang Siyan stood up and walked out, leaving Jiang Jiu standing there dazed.
It took her a while to snap back to reality. She immediately called Zheng Yunhao, "Dr. Zheng, Jiang Siyan's palm has a deep cut. I don't think he'll go to the hospital. Please help him, help him with the bandaging and bleeding."
