Her lips were so pale, almost bloodless, that he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss them; they were chillingly cold.
Shen Muzhi raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, his usually cold and sharp eyes softening slightly.
The car drove back to the Shen family home. When Ah Chao saw that Shen Muzhi's wound was bleeding so badly, he wanted to carry Miss Xiang inside himself. However, before he could even touch Miss Xiang's finger, he was glared back by Shen Muzhi's icy gaze.
Ah Chao quickly withdrew his hand and saw Shen Muzhi carrying Xiang Zhilan down, so he quickly opened the umbrella to cover their heads.
Upon entering the house, the butler, maid, doctor, and nurse all surrounded him.
Shen Muzhi carried Xiang Zhilan upstairs, and everyone followed. Once inside the room, Butler Chen said anxiously, "Sir, please let Dr. Wang take a look. The wound has definitely reopened."
"Let's see her first." Shen Muzhi grabbed Dr. Wang's wrist and dragged him to the bedside.
Dr. Wang bent down and examined Xiang Zhilan's eyes and forehead. He then turned to Shen Muzhi and said, "Sir, Miss Xiang is fine. She probably fainted due to emotional distress."
Upon hearing this, Butler Chen said to Shen Muzhi, "Miss Xiang is alright, quickly let Dr. Wang take a look at you!"
Shen Muzhi sat by the bed, his gaze fixed on Xiang Zhilan, unwilling to leave.
"Sir, please lie down." Dr. Wang pressed on Shen Muzhi's shoulder and slowly laid him down.
Unbuttoning his shirt, Dr. Wang saw that the large patch of blood had completely soaked through the white gauze. He frowned and said to the nurse, "Bring me my medical kit and light the alcohol lamp to sterilize the surgical needles."
The caregiver immediately complied, acting very swiftly.
Dr. Wang took out an anesthetic from the box and prepared to give Shen Muzhi a local injection.
“No need for anesthesia,” Shen Muzhi said coldly.
Dr. Wang was slightly surprised. Butler Chen looked at him anxiously, "Sir, how can you not give us anesthesia? It will be very painful to have to stitch it up again after the anesthesia is removed!"
Shen Muzhi glanced at him indifferently. Butler Chen knew that his mind was made up and no one could change it, so he could only reluctantly signal to Doctor Wang to take action.
"Sir, please bear with it." After disinfecting, Dr. Wang gave this reminder and then began to remove the stitches.
As the needle pierced the skin and stitched it up, Shen Muzhi frowned slightly but did not utter a sound. He held Xiang Zhilan's cold hand tightly.
Butler Chen looked at the needles stuck in the flesh and blood, and turned his head away in unbearable pain. He sighed inwardly, wondering what had happened between the master and Miss Xiang. The master was actually punishing himself with such pain. It must be something very serious.
This was the first time Dr. Wang had encountered someone who sewed stitches without anesthesia and didn't utter a sound; such endurance was unmatched.
After stitching, clean up the surrounding bloodstains and apply a new gauze.
"Remember, you must not let the wound reopen. If it reopens repeatedly, it will be very difficult to heal in the future," Dr. Wang earnestly instructed, even though he knew this person was someone who didn't listen to medical advice.
Butler Chen had someone take Dr. Wang downstairs to rest, and he also left the room.
Only Shen Muzhi and Xiang Zhilan remained in the room.
Shen Muzhi turned his head to look at Xiang Zhilan's profile, his lips moved slightly, and his cold voice deepened: "I'm sorry."
Xiang Zhilan closed her eyes, her pale appearance resembling a lifeless porcelain doll.
Shen Muzhi moved closer to her, pressing his face against hers, wanting to give her some warmth.
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