"If we don't have it, then let's skip the injection. Give me a shot of lidocaine."
Feng Yongzhuo, who was assisting at the side, immediately handed him the prepared lidocaine.
Inserting the needle tip around the edge of the wound for local anesthesia, he looked up and saw that she didn't even flinch. He wondered if this child had gone through great pain before; otherwise, how could her endurance be so strong?
Once the anesthesia took effect, stitching up these few stitches was child's play to him. He easily pinched up the skin with forceps, stitched twice, cut off the excess thread, checked the wound for tightness and no bleeding, and covered it with a clean dressing. The whole process took at most two to three minutes.
But in just that short time, her face suddenly turned pale.
By the time he noticed something was wrong, he removed his gloves and held her chin, only to see her suddenly close her eyes right in front of him.
