"The stitches have already begun." The driver frowned and sighed faintly, "Miss Gan, please respect the young master's decision."

“……”

Manna is not good, and then rush up to the doctor to sew half and then stop.

She was stopped by the driver and watched the doctor sew Li Ziting's wound needle by needle. Every time she went down, she felt as if she had been sewed, and her whole body was cramped with pain.

Li Ziting was sitting there, his face was so white that he was completely suffering.

She doesn't understand what he wants. Is it so difficult to take an anesthetic?!

She also needs to be supported, and then suffers from the pain of sewing without anesthetics

……

It's only a small project with four needles, but Ganlu feels that it's as long as a century.

She almost thought Li Ziting would faint.

But when the doctor began to finish the sewing, the hot milk tea fell from Ganlu's hand, and Ganlu's feet were too soft to stand.

The driver uncle helped her to sit down on the sofa.

She watched the doctor cover Li Ziting's wound with a piece of clean gauze. Li Ziting's perfect face became less perfect.

In the process of sewing, Li Ziting didn't move. He didn't even hum.

If you cooperate like this, you won't leave scars.

"All right." Said the doctor.

Li Ziting slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Ganlu. His eyes were dark, and he could not see any pain

"Does it still hurt?"

Walking out of the hospital, manna walked beside him and couldn't help asking. She was very worried.

"No pain." Li Ziting shook his head and gently pressed the gauze. The blood color on his face had not recovered, and he was still a pale face.

"If you don't use anesthetics, it's going to hurt." I can imagine that kind of pain. Ganlu raised her eyes and stared at his wound. She walked forward and couldn't help complaining, "why do you have to endure this kind of pain?"

Hearing this, Li Ziting stopped.

Ganlu didn't notice it, but walked straight ahead, still complaining, "a little anesthetic won't affect your IQ, why don't you fight..."

"I went to see Zhao Mo tonight."

Li Ziting's voice suddenly rang out behind her.

Ganlu turned her head, looked at him in amazement, and looked at him in bewilderment, "did you see Zhao Mo?"

No wonder she can't find Zhao Mo in pub or school. It turns out that Zhao Mo is with him. What do they do when they meet?!

"When was abortion?" Li Ziting stood in the same place, staring at her with black eyes, and asked in a dull voice.

“……”

Manna suddenly stay, stiff in place, a white face, fingers can not help to wring sleeves.

Li Ziting strode toward her and held her in his arms. His five fingers clasped her back. His fingertips were deeply buried in her hair. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

It turned out that this was why he apologized all night.

Ganlu was held by him stupidly and leaned in his arms. She said, "it's also because of this that you didn't use anesthetics just now?"

"I want to know how painful it will be..."

Li Ziting said in a low voice, holding her more tightly, "but I can't imagine. Gan Xiaolu, I'm late, aren't I? Is that right? "

Can't imagine, so let the doctor sew the needle without anesthetics?

He wants to experience pain, too?

Manna's forehead against his shoulder, closed his eyes, just light tunnel, "all in the past, I have forgotten."

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