The doctor held the medical scissors in his hand and cut off Zhen Mei jacket.
A shocking bruise appeared in front of Bai Yan. From his shoulder to his back, there were blood beads on the wound. It was a sharp contrast to Zhen Mei fair skin, causing a trace of complexity to appear in Bai Yan eyes.
Feeling Zhen Mei body trembling from the pain, Bai Yan both hands pressed down on Zhen Mei arm.
"Take it easy."
He knew Zhen Mei was in pain, but he couldn't replace her.
Zhen Mei gritted her teeth and didn't scream. Her delicate lips were stained with blood from Zhen Mei bite.
Bai Yan looked sideways at the miserable condition on Zhen Mei lip and held a hand to the side of Zhen Mei's mouth, replacing the Zhen Mei lip for Zhen Mei to bite.
His teeth were embedded into his flesh. Bai Yan fel
