"There's no anesthesia here," Nangong Xu reminded, seeing Mu Xiaojiu silent.
However, this was just a reminder for Mu Xiaojiu, as he knew Mr. Xiaojiu didn't care about using anesthesia at all.
As long as he could keep watching the girl, that was enough.
Nangong Xu stepped behind him, intending to remove the previously wrapped gauze.
The gauze had already fused with the skin, making it very difficult to remove.
With a slight tug, a blood mark would appear where the gauze and skin met, and fresh blood would immediately start gushing out.
Nangong Xu immediately picked up the disinfectant, held it above the gauze, and slowly poured it down.
The disinfectant gradually soaked the gauze, touching Mu Xiaojiu's skin through the fabric.
The searing pain hit, causing Mu Xiaojiu's sharp brows to furrow slightly.
"Bear with it," Nangong Xu said lightly.
Mu Xiaojiu just gave him a cold glance, his gentle gaze falling back on Baili Xia's face, without a word.
