But the searing pain emanating from that area was still unbearable for Lin Tian.
There was no helping it; that part was just too fragile and sensitive for a man.
A minor injury like this to the hand or arm wouldn't have made Lin Tian frown, but when it came to this particular area, the pain was excruciating.
It wasn't long before Yang Meiling came back.
Lin Tian hesitated, thinking about pulling up his pants when Yang Meiling had already come over and said, "Clean it with some alcohol to disinfect it, to prevent infection."
"No... there's no need," Lin Tian said with a wry smile.
It was already so painful just having the skin pinched; how much worse would it be with alcohol?
It was practically torture.
"You must disinfect it; it's very dirty down there, lots of bacteria. What if it gets infected?" Yang Meiling insisted.
Lin Tian hesitated for quite a while before finally taking the alcohol and the disinfectant cotton swab from Yang Meiling's hand.
