Chu Nan turned around, looked at Wu Bei, and smiled, "Are you scared?"
Wu Bei, this strong woman, lightly bit her lip, snorted, picked up the needle and thread, looked at Chu Nan's deep wound that reached the bone, and broke out in a cold sweat, asking, "Without anesthetic, can you endure it?"
Chu Nan murmured in agreement, "Go ahead!"
Wu Bei's hand holding the needle and thread slowly approached the knife wound on Chu Nan's back. This hand trembled uncontrollably, and several times nearly stabbed directly into Chu Nan. Wu Bei grabbed her trembling right hand with her left, and tears streamed down.
Chu Nan turned around, looked at the crying Wu Bei with her head lowered, gently pulled her into his arms, and softly said, "If you can't do it, then don't."
