"I don't know how many times you've been to the hospital in the past two years, and you have a lot of wounds on your body, and you don't know how to talk to him." Jingtian sighed, "Does he know how much you have paid for this family?" ”

"It's enough for me to support this family." Moran Ember shook his head, his gaze softened a lot, "He is for 'everyone', and I am for 'small family'." None of us are easy, so why should I bother him? ”

"You." Jingtian shook her head helplessly, and quickly treated the wound on Moran Ash's calf. The five-centimeter-long bloody wound looked shocking.

"It hurts a little to clean the wound with alcohol, you bear with it."

After Jingtian took the tweezers and carefully wiped the wound with a cotton ball moistened with alcohol, she found that the flesh at the wound was turned outward, and Jingtian's brows were furrowed almost immediately. There was no bleeding, but the wound was deep.

And Moran Ember didn't say a word!

"If it hurts, just shout it, it will be better." Jingtian looked at Mo Lanyan, who had been smiling at her, and sighed secretly in her heart, this woman is too strong, even if it hurts, she can't bear to scream.

This is such a strong person, but it is even more distressing.

"I'm going to get stitches, I didn't give you a local anesthesia, you bear with it."

"Uh-huh." Moran Ember responded with a smile, no matter how pale his face was, there was still a blooming smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jingtian didn't say anything more, and after bowing her head and cleaning the wound, she took a deep breath and began to stitch up.

Jingtian, who has never trembled in his hands, was trembling slightly with his hand holding the stitches when he stitched Moran's wound this time.

There are very few people who can keep silent without anesthesia, seriously. What's more, in the case of such a long wound, the number of stitches is quite a lot.

It really hurts!

"Alright."

When these two words were spoken, Jingtian breathed a long sigh of relief, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. She really felt like a century had passed in the few minutes of stitching.

"Lie in bed and rest, it's not too early. Ring the bell for something, don't be stupid. Jingtian took off her gloves, and then carefully lifted Moran's calf and put it on the hospital bed.

"I see." Moran Ember also cautiously went inside, slowly lying on the bed.

"Be careful when you sleep and don't press the quilt against the wound." Jingtian folded the horn half, exposing the calf of Moran's left foot, and pressed the small quilt against Moran's foot to warm Moran's foot as much as possible.

"I see, thank you, Dr. Jing." Mo Lan Ember smiled at Jing Tian, she has suffered a lot of injuries in the past few days, and every time Jing Tian takes care of her and treats her wounds, she is about to become her exclusive doctor.

"It's okay, it should be." Jingtian smiled, looked at Moran Ash's pale cheeks, and couldn't help but speak, "Miss Mo, cherishing yourself is more important than cherishing anyone. ”

"When Fu Chaoqing came this afternoon, he had an argument with your mother, and you must not take her words to heart." Jingtian is really worried about Moran Ash's body, Moran Ember is a businessman and never gets angry. Jingtian didn't know what kind of idea Moran Ember had, so she could only try to comfort her.

Jingtian also really felt sorry for Moran Ash, when the woman was in the most pain, her husband was not by her side, and even because of the miscarriage of the child, her husband's mother even clamored that if she couldn't conceive the child, she would divorce!