Chapter 259 The Wound Is Not Recovering Well, You Can't Ask for Trouble and Complain to Me

Lan Xiao stuck out a small head from Wen Muchu's arms and smiled at the female nurse: "Nurse sister, it was my stepmother who injured her finger. Please help her bandage the wound."

The female nurse saw Lan Xiao greasy on Wen Muchu's body, her jealous eyes shone with stars, how she wished she was this little girl.

It's a pity, it's a pity that the famous grass has an owner.

The female nurse was a little sad, pulled the corners of her stiff mouth and smiled at Lan Xiao.

Then, he looked at the so-called stepmother.

"Are you the stepmother of that little beauty?"

Liu Shan nodded embarrassedly, the words "stepmother" are usually not spoken so directly, but Lan Xiao was determined to embarrass her today.

Liu Shan knew in her heart that she couldn't vent her anger and had to continue to endure it.

"Then sit on that chair and don't move. I'll wrap it up for you. I may be a little unskilled in my technique, so you have to bear with it." The female nurse still knew how much she weighed. Dean's father, how could she be able to get the internship quota in this hospital.

Liu Shan didn't care, thinking that the female nurse was deliberately modest.

She clutched her bleeding fingers, sat down, and glanced at Lan Shanhua pitifully several times.

Make your own grievances, pitiful, and vividly rendered.

Lan Xiao watched from the side, her teeth itch with anger.

However, her anger did not last for ten minutes, and when she heard Liu Shan whimper in pain and tears came out, Lan Xiao was so happy that she almost jumped up.

"Oops... it hurts too much, can you be more careful?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, it will be healed soon, please bear with it." The female nurse wiped the sweat from her forehead and pursed her lips in a low voice.

Liu Shan's aching forehead and back were sweating. The pain was worse than when she just cut her finger.

"Hey~ Have you gotten too much disinfectant alcohol? It hurts me to death."

"I'm sorry, my hands were shaking, and I accidentally spilled too much."

Liu Shan was so angry that she didn't carry it back.

After finally sterilizing the poison, I began to bandage the wound.

As a result, Liu Shan saw the nurse come out with a crochet hook.

"You...what are you doing?" She took a deep breath and asked in a trembling voice.

The nurse blinked and replied with a very professional tone: "Your wound is a little deep, and the area is not small, so you need stitches."

Liu Shan's eyes darkened, and she almost fainted from fright.

She quickly waved her hand to refuse: "No... No need, no need for stitches, just a little bandage."

"Ma'am, are you sure you don't? What if there is a scar?" the female nurse asked unwillingly.

Liu Shan hurriedly shook her head: "No, definitely not."

The female nurse sighed slightly, as a compromise: "Well, if the wound doesn't recover well, you can't ask for trouble and complain to me."

Liu Shan gritted her teeth angrily, but she still had a hint of a smile, and shook her head generously to say no.

Slowly, the female nurse finally bandaged Liu Shan's wound.

Then, he reluctantly glanced at Wen Muchu, a handsome and well-known guy, before leaving the ward.

Liu Shan's face was blue and purple, her cheeks were full of sweat, her hair was sticking to her face, and her whole body was covered in blood.

It's like, I've been ruined for most of my life. I don't have the heart to play a good wife and mother.

The whole person sat quietly by the side, in front of the air, and dared not say another word.