My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 756: Chapter 756: Duidui is Missing

“OK,” Rong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, noticing that he still held her wrist and couldn’t help but remind him, “Um, Li Shengxiao, could you let go of my hand first? The doctor is waiting to stitch me up; otherwise, if the wound oxidizes any longer, it will need to be disinfected all over again.”

Bacteria filled the air, and prolonged exposure of the wound could easily lead to infection.

Rong Yan had studied medicine abroad for several years, so she had a basic understanding.

Disinfecting the wound had already caused her so much pain that her scalp tingled, going through it once more might cause her head to explode.

Her face was still a sickly pale, except for her eyes, which shone like the stars, unforgettable! Li Shengxiao let go of her hand and took another look at the wound in her palm, a hint of ferocity briefly passing through the depths of his eyes.

Rong Weiwei…

He stepped aside as he let go of her hand, and the medical staff, who were hanging by a thread, also relaxed, bracing themselves to say, “Mr. Li, there’s a chair over there, you can sit and wait. The wound in Miss Rong’s palm is quite long; it will take some time to stitch up again.” @@novelbin@@

“Be gentle,” the man of unparalleled dignity didn’t follow the doctor’s suggestion to sit to the side, but stood nearby with a piercing gaze, reminding him.

The doctor broke into a cold sweat under his intense scrutiny, trying not to show any lack of professionalism. With the help of a nurse, she checked Rong Yan’s palm and softly said, “I’ll try to be as gentle as I can. But it’s best not to use anesthesia twice in a short period. Miss Rong has already been anesthetized once; this time, we can stitch directly. It will definitely hurt, but I’ll try to stitch as quickly as possible to shorten the duration of pain.”

Rong Yan, a medical professional herself, knew full well it was impossible not to feel pain, and she steeled herself, calmly encouraging the doctor, “I understand. You go ahead and stitch; I’ll endure without moving around.”

“That may be,” the doctor responded, “but I still need to have the nurse tie your hand down to prevent any accidents that would require restitching.”

“OK,” Rong Yan agreed readily.

With her consent, the doctor instructed the nurse to use the gauze brought over to tie Rong Yan’s hand to the armrest, then took a deep breath and began to focus on stitching intently.

The sharp pain of the fine needle piercing her skin felt like drilling into her bones. Even though Rong Yan was prepared for it, the pain turned her face deathly white, and her muscles involuntarily tensed.

One stitch, two stitches, three stitches… The female doctor’s every stitch was both swift and stable, just as she said, speeding up as much as possible.

Under such circumstances, the stitching was still beautifully done.

No wonder Cui Jiangjing had told her before that he found the best female surgeon in Capital City for her.

Rong Yan, sweat forming on her forehead from the severe pain, had no thoughts to wander; she didn’t know how long it had been, long enough that her clothes were soaked through with sweat. Only then did the doctor’s rapid stitching halt. With the nurse’s help, she cut off the excess thread and applied anti-inflammatory and analgesic ointment to Rong Yan’s wound, then rewrapped it and tied a butterfly knot. She finally let out a long sigh of relief, stood up, and cracked a smile, “All done. You’re good to go.”

“Thank you.”

Rong Yan’s temples throbbed with pain. Now that it was finally over, her tense back leaned back in the chair, nearly passing out from the release.

Just then, Cui Jiangjing rushed back in from making a phone call, bursting in with, “Duidui is missing!”