Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

Mr. Wen expressed his position, so he didn't have the heart to say anything more to Wen Haowen, and hurriedly sent Wen Xinya to the hospital with Lao Tao.

The doctor carefully examined Wen Xinya's wound, and looked at Wen Wenya's pale, almost transparent face, which was weak and strong, without showing any expression of pain: "Are you dizzy? Do you feel like vomiting?"

Wen Xinya supported her forehead and said, "En!"

The doctor frowned slightly and said: "There may be a slight concussion, and I need to take a picture later."

After finishing speaking, he continued to check the wound: "The wound is deep, and the blood loss is too much. I'm afraid we need stitches."

Wen Xinya calmly said nothing, but Mr. Wen asked nervously, "Will the stitches leave scars?"

"Scars will naturally remain. I try to sew the wounds as smooth as possible and take good care of them. The scars can fade away. I usually apply some concealer cosmetics so that they will not be visible and will not affect the appearance." The doctor met a strange patient yesterday. , but a little skin trauma, crying to death, and having to do a disability appraisal, made him very tired. Today, seeing this little girl with such a deep wound, and not seeing her make a sound, he couldn't help but feel good about it. So I said a few more words.

"Thank you, doctor!" Wen Xinya heard the doctor's kindness, and thanked him while resisting the pain that would affect the wound as soon as she spoke.

The doctor nodded: "It hurts when you get stitches, I'll give you local anesthesia first."

Mr. Wen naturally had no objection.

Wen Xinya resisted the dizzy pain and said, "There's no need for the doctor, just sew it up! I can bear it."

Because in her previous life, Wen Xinya was resistant to drugs such as anesthesia, so she used them as much as possible if she could. Besides, she was tortured and devastated by drugs in her previous life, so she couldn't even bear such a little pain.

The doctor was a little stunned: "The stitches are not a joke. If you can't bear the pain, it will affect my stitches. If the wound is not stitched well, the scar will remain heavy."

Wen Xinya accepted the doctor's kindness with a smile: "I don't want to use anesthesia. Anesthesia drugs have an impact on the brain nerves. I am still young and may not have much impact, but as I grow older, the impact will gradually show."

Once the doctor heard this, he stopped persuading him.

Mr. Wen was terrified: "Xinya, why don't you just listen to the doctor, local anesthesia won't have much impact on your body."

Warm and elegant way: "Grandpa, I can hold back."

In the end, Mr. Wen couldn't handle Wen Xinya, so he had no choice but to let her go.

After the doctor sterilized the needle and thread, he began to sew the wound for her. When the first needle was applied, Wen Xinya flinched because she was not used to the sudden pain. Needle.

In the infirmary, there was silence. For a short time, Wen Xinya heard the [hissing, hissing] sound from the wound where the needle was stuck into the flesh and the thin thread was being pulled. She grunted, and suddenly pulled it hard Leaving the edge of the bed, the veins on the back of her hands stood out, and the forehead instantly overflowed with dense sweat, rolling down her beautiful face.

The doctor's movements were quick and meticulous, and the wound was stitched up in at most 5 minutes. After the stitching was over, he couldn't help but raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his face. He couldn't help admiring this little girl, even an adult can do it Not like her, while enduring the pain, while trying to relax her body to cooperate with the stitches.

Old man Wen looked at Wen Xinya who finished the stitches, his face was pale and his heart ached.

After the wound was treated, Wen Xinya went to check her brain again, and finally confirmed that Wen Xinya's injury was not too serious, because she lost too much blood, she needed to be well adjusted and recuperated, but because of a slight concussion, she needed to stay in the hospital for observation for three days The genius can be discharged from the hospital.

Wen Xinya couldn't sleep at all because of the pain in the wound, so she briefly told about Su Jinshan looking for her. Mr. Wen's expression became softer when he saw her. What kind of woman is Su Jinshan? with?To be manipulated by the granddaughter like this.

If it wasn't because there was nothing he could do, how could he have sued Wen Haowen and caused this incident.

He still underestimated this granddaughter, she is tolerant, calm, resourceful, sees things clearly, and has means. Since Jiang Ruoyin posted a post on the forum, she has calculated today, so she is as immobile as a mountain, watching Those jumping beam clowns jump, the harder they jump, the deeper the rebound they will suffer in the future.

Mr. Wen looked at her with satisfaction: "You have done a good job. No matter who bullies you, just beat him back hard. If you get out of the basket, I, the old man, will bear it."

At this time, Mr. Mo opened the door and came in with a cold face, his eyes were so deep, and the old shame was squeezed into a straight line. This expression made the wrinkles on his face much less than usual.

Seeing Mr. Mo, Mr. Wen was a little vain, and said in embarrassment: "Xinya's wound has just been treated, and the doctor said there is nothing serious."

Mr. Mo nodded with a gloomy complexion, and his eyes fell on Wen Xinya, who was half lying on the hospital bed. Her face was pale, and she still had the transparency and weakness after excessive blood loss. The whole figure was like a fragile glass doll.

Wen Xinya smiled palely but brilliantly: "Grandpa, I'm really fine. The doctor said that I can be discharged from the hospital after three days of observation. Don't worry about me!"

Hearing her coquettish tone in her weak words, Mr. Mo's cold mood eased: "Your father beat you, and you don't know how to hide? What are you doing so stupidly? Do you still expect him to care about your family?"

These words clearly said her, but they were actually meant for grandpa. Father doesn't hurt, at least this grandpa needs to protect her!

Mr. Wen is a smart man, how could he fail to hear Mr. Mo's obtrusive words, his face was suddenly embarrassed, and he was so embarrassing that he didn't know what to say.

Wen Xinya smoothed things over with a smile: "Grandpa, this time it was an accident, I will pay attention to it next time."

Naturally, she would not say in front of her grandfather that Ning Shuqian tripped her up, that's why she fell such a big somersault, if she told her grandfather, he would definitely come up with an explanation, and Wen Haowen would be caught in the middle If it doesn't work out, Wen Haowen will really separate from his grandfather, and without any fear of his grandfather, Wen Haowen will definitely not be restrained at all, and he will be at the mercy of Ning Shuqian everywhere, looking for her bad luck.

Mr. Mo didn't continue to pester, and sat down beside the hospital bed and asked in a low voice, "Does the wound still hurt? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Wen Xinya shook her head and said, "Fortunately, it doesn't hurt very much."

Mr. Mo looked at the thick circle of gauze on her forehead with distress, the snow-white color was no whiter than her little face: "When you are discharged from the hospital, go to Mo's house for a while, let Jiang Mama and He Mama take care of it. You make up."

Although old man Wen was dissatisfied, he didn't object. After all, compared to him, old man Mo only had Xinya as his relative, so Xinya should spend more time with him on weekdays.