Not The Sideburns I Know Chapter 184

Retribution came so quickly. By the early morning, the anesthetic had worn off and the wound really began to hurt. It really hurt, so Ervin stopped crying and shouting. He closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and gasped heavily and slowly in his throat, like walking in the snow, sinking with every step, very difficult. Ryan half leaned on the bed and hugged him. His breath was hot on his neck. Ryan was afraid that he had a fever and the wound would be infected, so he got up and wanted to call a doctor, but Ervin clenched his fist and held his collar tightly in his hand.

Ryan whispered in his ear: "Boss Shang, Boss Shang? Let go of my hand, I'll call a doctor to come and take a look." He said it several times, and patted the back of his hand gently for fear that he couldn't hear. Ervin finally relaxed, but at that moment, he clenched it tightly again and said, "Don't give me painkillers."

Ryan was stunned: "You don't need medicine when it hurts so much?"

Ervin mumbled: "Painkillers harm the brain, and I will forget the lines when singing opera."

Ryan tucked the quilt for him without saying anything. Ervin had a kind of illiterate ignorance and stubbornness. Even when he was fine, he could not explain the reason to him clearly. Ryan found a doctor and took the painkillers anyway, otherwise he would be in so much pain that he could not sleep. How could he recover? When he was getting the injection, Ervin opened his eyes a little and looked at the transparent medicine in the needle. Ryan said, "Anti-inflammatory injection." Ervin closed his eyes with peace of mind.