"Sorry, Dr. Su. I didn't expect... him to bring you here either," Ling Yiran said awkwardly.
However, Dr. Su did not ask any more questions. After all, at his age, he naturally knew that there were some questions he should not ask.
Therefore, he just spread out the tools he had brought with him and asked Ling Yiran to hold out her right hand.
The various needle knives reminded Ling Yiran of the pain she felt the last time she had the treatment, and it made her tremble.
Just when Dr. Su was about to insert a needle knife into the back of Ling Yiran's hand, Yi Jinli immediately grabbed Dr. Su's wrist. "What is this for?"
"Treatment, what else is there?" grumbled Dr. Su. He hated being interrupted like that during his sessions.
"If you're using needle knives for the treatment, why not anesthetize her first?" asked Yi Jinli as he frowned.
"If I anesthetize her, I can't get a clear reaction from her fingers. I need her most natural reaction for the treatment!" said Dr. Su.
Yi Jinli was still hesitating. "But these needle knives..."
Ling Yiran looked up at Yi Jinli and said, "It's alright. I had the treatment once. Besides, this pain will go away after a while."
'It's just like bearing the pain when I was in prison. It'll pass.'
However, she had suffered the pain in prison without hope. Now, she suffered it with some hope.
She wanted her fingers to be flexible again. Though they might not be as good as they were, it was worth the pain if they could get better.
Yi Jinli's expression changed slightly. Her words seemed to remind him of something. He let go of Dr. Su's hand but immediately held Ling Yiran's left hand with their fingers interlaced.
"What are you doing?" she asked in surprise.
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