When the nurse came in for rounds, she saw the couple; one was doing needlework, and the other was studying.

Song Yan still told the night shift nurse that there was no need to make rounds in this ward tonight.

Simple shorts are easy to make; it only takes half an afternoon, and it's finished now. Song Yan took out scissors from his bag.

"You bring scissors with you when you go out?" Wei Aiguo didn't expect her to pull out a pair of scissors.

"I borrowed it!" Song Yan said without the slightest guilt. He had borrowed it from me.

Song Yan held a pair of scissors and sniped at Wei Aiguo in front of him.

Wei Aiguo became suspicious. "What are you trying to do?"

Song Yan didn't want to do it, but could she not? She avoided looking at Wei Aiguo and awkwardly rubbed her nose. "Cut open your pants!"

Wei Aiguo wasn't usually a dirty person, but when Song Yan came to his house, he realized he looked dirty compared to her. So Wei Aiguo became even more careful about hygiene.

Wei Aiguo has never gone so many days without changing his clothes, except when he is on a mission and has no other choice!

But now... he's embarrassed too.

Wei Aiguo: "Help me lie down!"

Song Yan: I was nervous too. I forgot he was still sitting. Oh dear, I can't change my lower body like this.

Song Yan helped Wei Aiguo lie down.

Wei Aiguo said nothing and simply covered his face with the book.

Let's do it! He's just a patient. It's just a matter of helping him out. Song Yan mentally prepared himself…

Wei Aiguo shuddered whenever the cold scissors touched his skin.

Song Yan: Everyone's nervous!

The room was so quiet that Wei Aiguo could hear the two people breathing.

Song Yan wanted to cut along the hem of his trousers from the injured side all the way up. But when he was about to cut, he discovered there was a seam.

Song Yan paused for a moment. Thrift is the main theme of this era.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do!

Song Yan resignedly began removing the stitches.

Fortunately, the only difficult part was the hem; once that was removed, it was much easier to move the rest of the pants up. The stitching wasn't very strong either, and Song Yan thought for a while before deciding to just tear the top open. But in the end, she gave up! She was afraid of using too much force and accidentally hitting Wei Aiguo's leg again.

She removed the stitches little by little.

Wei Aiguo slightly lifted the book that was on his face. He saw Song Yan struggling to tear off the hem of her trousers. She held a piece in one hand, intending to tear it apart. After measuring it several times, she gave up.

Wei Aiguo guessed the reason for her hesitation.

She finally frowned and picked at the thread with the scissors…

Wei Aiguo watched as Song Yan slowly dismantled the structure.