After the rotten flesh was scraped clean, Doctor Zhang began the next step.
He cleaned the wound and applied medicine.
Pouring the medicinal powder was also a tremendous torment, with beads of sweat rolling down Liu Xinghe's forehead, and a little blood seeping from his lips.
Liu Mianmian's expression was full of reluctance, her little face terribly pale.
Liu Xinghe instead spoke to comfort her: "It's all right, it will be over once the medicine is applied!"
Doctor Zhang said solemnly: "Breaking a finger isn't a minor matter, especially in this hot weather; the wound requires extra care, must not touch water, and there are also dietary restrictions!"
"For at least seven days, every time your medicine is changed, it will be extremely painful, prepare yourself mentally!"
Liu Mianmian's face became even paler, overflowing with deep guilt.
