His lips were pale, and there was sweat forming on his forehead. It was evident that he was enduring great pain, but even so, he kept saying it was nothing, trying not to make her worry.
The doctor arrived quickly and examined Luke Land's wound. Next, what needed to be done was to remove some ceramic shards.
"Second Young Master, this might be a bit painful, please bear with it." The doctor said, then took out a set of tools for disinfection. The setup looked somewhat intimidating.
Eva Miller helplessly closed her eyes, turning her head to the other side.
"Hiss..." When the first shard was pulled out from his back, Eva Miller vaguely heard Luke Land gasp.
"Does it really hurt?" Seeing him like that, she had long forgotten that she was angry with him a while ago. She walked to his side, placing her small hand over his large one.
"Is there really no way to alleviate the pain? Can't anesthesia be used?" Eva Miller nervously asked the doctor.
