The doctor held the needle, completely at a loss due to Fu Limei’s expression.
Although Fu Boyann felt distressed for the injured Fu Limei, he scolded her harshly as she cried loudly, "Meimei, stop making a fuss. Your hand has bled a lot, and if the wound is not sewn up, the bleeding will continue."
"No, it’ll hurt, brother, I’m scared."
Fu Limei cried out loudly, really scared, not only of the pain but also of the scar that might be left behind, which would look very ugly.
Fu Lixin stood behind Fu Limei and put her hand on her sister’s shoulder, feeling a bit scared herself. Seeing her sister so frightened, she also felt distressed.
Su Qing stood at the door, anxious from hearing Fu Limei’s cries. She strode forward, took the anesthetic needle from the doctor, and without a word, plunged it into Fu Limei’s hand.
The doctor stood there stunned, not understanding what had just happened. Who was this girl who had just snatched her needle?
As she was about to speak, she was stopped by Fu Boyann standing nearby.
Fu Limei sat frozen in her seat.
Fu Lixin smiled, impressed by Su Qing’s decisiveness.
After Su Qing gave Fu Limei the injection, she picked up the needle nearby and whispered, "It won’t leave a scar."
For some reason, she was certain that the Ice Muscle Paste from space could help Fu Limei’s injury heal without leaving any damage.
Fu Limei turned her head and looked at Su Qing with surprise, "Really? It really won’t leave a scar?"
The thing women fear the most is permanent, ugly scars on their body. She was only eighteen. If everyone saw a fierce wound on the back of her hand, it would be distressing for her.
Fu Lixin was overjoyed, "Really, Su Qing? Meimei’s hand won’t have a scar?"
Su Qing nodded her head, cut the thread, and finished dressing Fu Limei’s wound.
When Fu Limei snapped out of her excitement, her wound had already been sewn up, and she hadn’t felt any pain at all.
"Thank you, thank you, Su Qing." This ’thank you’ carried Fu Limei’s most sincere gratitude and her past apologies. Since the day Su Qing caught the thief for her, and now, as she treated her wound, Fu Limei had come to see Su Qing as a friend. She thought about how she had stolen Su Qing’s things and had been rude to her. She now felt she had been too excessive.
"Also, I sincerely apologize for what I did before. I’m sorry, really sorry."
As she thought this, Fu Limei felt a bit embarrassed, while Fu Lixin just smiled gently, feeling very relieved that her sister seemed to have changed. She was very grateful to Su Qing.
Fu Boyann smiled quietly to himself, knowing his sister Fu Limei had changed her opinion about Su Qing and recognized her own faults. This was a good sign.
Su Qing wiped the blood off her hands with a tissue, looked at the ashamed Fu Limei, and smiled faintly, "Hmm!"
Su Qing’s "Hmm!" brought out a bright smile on Fu Limei’s face. Already beautiful, her smile without her usual haughtiness was indeed very lovely.
The doctor came back to her senses and had been watching Su Qing sew. The technique was very skilled, and the wound was joined exceptionally well—it even garnered the admiration of a doctor with over twenty years of experience.
"This young lady must be a doctor, right? To have such skill at such a young age is truly impressive!" the doctor said excitedly, and then glanced at Fu Limei’s wound that had been bandaged, "With such a deep wound, it’s bound to leave a scar. How can you say it won’t leave one?"
How could such a deep wound not leave a scar?!
"If Su Qing says it won’t leave a scar, then it definitely won’t," said Fu Lixin, with Fu Limei nodding in agreement alongside her. Somehow, they just believed, without explanation.
The doctor was speechless!
Fu Boyann shook his head with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised as he watched the elegant Su Qing, whose lips maintained a gentle smile, breathtakingly gorgeous.
As the group left the hospital, Fu Limei clung to Su Qing’s hand, chattering away regardless of their initial misunderstanding, and although Su Qing responded only lightly, Fu Limei did not stop talking.
The ’abandoned’ sister, Fu Lixin, watched with a smile as her little sister chatted away, feeling somewhat relieved in her heart.
Upon returning home, Madam Fu and Fu Xunguo were surprised at the scene. What happened, didn’t their daughter dislike Su Qing? How had she become so affectionate after just one outing?
Fu Lixin leaned in and whispered to Madam Fu, who then smiled, looking at Fu Limei—who was still talking non-stop with Su Qing, "This is indeed a good sign."