Instead, Zhao Jinxin comforted him softly: "I'm not afraid, so don't be afraid either."
"Um."
The nurse began to remove the stitches.
Zhao Jinxin remained motionless and silent, just burying his face in Li Shuo's shoulder and humming an unknown song softly.
Li Shuo stared at that beautiful hand and the ugly scars on it, his heart clenched. He completely ignored the eyes of the old doctor and nurse, tilted his head and kissed Zhao Jinxin's cheek, and said softly, "Tell me if it hurts."
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