Su Yan lifted her hand, causing her sleeve to slightly rise, revealing a portion of her pale forearm.
Gu Chaohan's gaze fell upon her exposed forearm, his eyes deep and silent.
After she hung the saline solution, she picked up the medicine bottle and began the routine procedure of checking, "Name."
He did not answer, instead he replied with a hint of a smile, "Didn't I tell you before?"
Su Yan held a pen, "It's procedure, I hope you cooperate."
"Alright." He chuckled and then said, "Gu Chaohan."
Su Yan took note with her pen, then she opened the package of the syringe.
Gu Chaohan sat up from the bed, and cooperatively extended his hand towards her.
His fingers were slender, with wide palms; when clenched, his blue veins were distinct, even the previous needle marks were clearly visible.
Su Yan slightly leaned down, disinfected his hand with a cotton ball, and then held his wrist with one hand while the other inserted the needle into his vein.
