"All done." Because Su Chen had so many wounds, the young girl spent over an hour busily tending to them.
"Thank you. I didn't expect you to be so skillful." Su Chen couldn't help but admire the neatly wrapped bandages on his body.
"It's all thanks to mom." The young girl smiled sweetly.
Su Chen nodded and was ready to leave.
Just then, Chen Qian suddenly clutched her stomach, her face turning extremely pale.
"What's wrong, Qian?" Su Chen quickly asked.
"It's nothing..." Chen Qian shook her head.
But her hand involuntarily covered her stomach.
"Does your stomach hurt a lot?" As a doctor, Su Chen immediately recognized Chen Qian's symptoms.
Chen Qian gently nodded.
In fact, her excuse about her menstrual period wasn't accidental.
She had been feeling some pain while dressing Su Chen's wounds.
To avoid worrying Su Chen, she had been enduring it.
But now she couldn't bear it anymore.
