In the next room.
The nurse was also inserting a needle.
The man sitting on the sofa had a handsome face, pale, with his eyes closed. His temple throbbed, and a thick layer of sweat beaded on his forehead.
Thud!
As the needle pierced the blood vessel, the heart followed with a violent beat.
Immediately, the nerves in the brain were pulled taut, as if they were about to snap.
"Ugh." He suppressed a muffled groan.
The nurse thought it was her fault that caused his groan of pain, startled, she said quickly, "Sir, did I insert the needle in the wrong position?"
"..." Li Beijue's mind was in chaos, various scenes flashed through rapidly, unexpectedly fast, like a movie.
The nurse saw he didn't answer, with his eyebrows tightly knitted. Hesitating for a moment, she still crouched down, pulled the needle out of his arm, and softly said, "Sorry. I'll try again."
She actually felt she didn't insert it wrong, but looking at Li Beijue's expression, she couldn't be sure.
