Xu Youyou lay on the bed, her face pale and her eyes moist. She muttered softly, " brother, it hurts ... &Quot;
The pain was real, but it wasn't as unbearable as before.
She said this to stop him from scolding da Bai.
When Xu Jialu heard that, he suddenly couldn't get angry. He pulled out a chair and sat down, holding her cold and sweaty hand.
"Is it very uncomfortable?" He looked up at mo shenbai. &Quot; didn't the doctor say that you used painkillers? why didn't it work? "
"I'll go get the doctor." Mo shenbai turned around and was about to leave.
&Quot; no need ... &Quot; Xu Youyou said anxiously in a weak voice, " I, I can bear with it. &Quot;
"Endure my ass!" Xu Jialu cursed out of instinct.
"Too much anesthesia is bad for the body." Xu Youyou's eyes were teary as she said pitifully, " "I still want to draw in the future."
She was afraid that the anesthetic would affect her nerves and affect her painting.
