You Are My Gravity

"God... I didn't dare to watch it, it was scary... I knew you were hurt badly, but I didn't expect it to be so bad..."

"Qin Zheng, how did you persevere on stage? I used to think that you were unconvinced the first time you did it. Now...I am really convinced..."

"Don't say anything, Qin Zheng, be worshipped by me..."

Qin Zheng gritted his teeth tightly in pain, and the veins on his forehead kept bouncing.

He wanted to answer them, but the pain was so terrible.

Qin Zheng held a pillow tightly in his hand, and he complained in his heart: This doctor's technique is really far worse than Gu Jingyuan.

He really shouldn't doubt Gu Jingyuan before, he was right, he was an authority.

Compared with him, this doctor is almost as if he has not graduated from elementary school.

The cold sweat on Qin Zheng's forehead rolled down like soybeans.

He finally couldn't help asking: "Okay...Is it, doctor..."

"Wait, it will be done soon..."

The doctor disinfected Qin Zheng first, wiped off the blood on the soles of his feet, saw the wound and said: "Hey, the incision on the sole of your feet is really wonderful..."

The doctor even studied the direction and technique of Gu Jingyuan's knife.

Qin Zheng finally couldn't help it, and shouted: "Nonsense, Ann is my brother-in-law, authority...Don't you dare to make it? Hurry up and bandage me..."

If Gu Jingyuan heard this at this moment, he would be very pleased.

Finally, the doctor cleaned up the blood on the soles of Qin Zheng’s feet and bandaged him. He said, "Your wound is not sutured. In fact, I think it should be sutured. Although it is not big, it is not small. Otherwise, it will be difficult. Healed, unless you don’t walk until you grow together."

Qin Zheng had no strength in pain, and the ghost knew what he had experienced just now.

This pain far exceeds what Gu Jingyuan did when he was in the hospital.

Qin Zheng was puzzled. He was also a doctor, right? Gu Jingyuan was still a doctor who had taken off his white coat and held a knife for a long time. How could he be so much stronger than the one before him.

Qin Zheng slowed down for a while: "I see, let's go..."

The doctor said again: "If you take a bath, you must pay attention to it. Don't touch it with water to avoid inflammation. Although your injury is not serious, but the injury is not good, it is easy to get inflammation..."

Qin Zheng said weakly, "I see, doctor, you can go quickly, okay?"

He really doesn't want to see this doctor now, and the technique is a bit too bad.

The doctor said again, telling him to take a rest, and it is best not to eat irritating food before leaving...

As soon as the doctor left, the few people gathered around.

"Qin Zheng, who made you so miserable, how much does he hate you?"

Qin Zheng glanced at the blood-stained gauze on the ground and said with a smile: "There is no hate. Jealousy is true. I think I'm on the road."

"Qin Zheng, I really admire you. With such a severe injury, blood is bleeding under your feet. You dare to come on stage, and you performed so well throughout the whole process. I really want to hit the ground."

Qin Zheng's face was still a little pale, "Who makes me a person who refuses to accept softness? I can accept defeat and never accept softness. I just fell on the stage and I didn't let him do what he wanted, just let him watch me climb up. But I can’t help you, this is the real heartbreak..."

"Admire, if I were you, I would be scared to come back. I will definitely have to wait outside."