Haunted by the Toxic Curtain Chapter 33

The young nurse counted on her fingers with a serious look on her face and said, "Logically speaking, by 7 o'clock this morning, the effect of the medicine should have almost completely worn off. (WWW.Good novel)"

"Maybe the dosage of anesthetic is a little too much." Ethan Ye said lightly. He gently rubbed his waist with the fingers of the hand that was not receiving the needle. He did not feel any obvious pain. Instead, it was a little itchy... He frowned slightly and looked at Holden Nie.

This action was an unintentional habit of his. Whenever he had something he couldn't figure out, he would look at Holden Nie, not for help, but to look at a fixed point and think about the problem. The contrast between his hazy eyes and indifferent face was particularly easy to be misunderstood. This sinful habit made Holden Nie often misunderstand, leading to many "disharmonious" things.

But this time, Holden Nie was cautious in front of others and did not make any move. He just held Ethan Ye's wrist, took his hand that was stroking his waist and put it back into the quilt, fearing that he might accidentally open the wound with too much force. He covered Ethan Ye with the corner of the quilt and whispered, "What's wrong?"

The young nurse was shocked when she saw what the two were doing. After being stunned for a few minutes, her face turned even redder.