Ji Yan stood there motionless.
None of the doctors and nurses dared to touch him.
Because they all knew he had phantom pain.
Usually, when administering an IV, they would do it very quickly, trying not to touch him or do it while he was asleep.
Originally, although his condition was somewhat serious, he was obedient and easy to handle.
So, these people weren't too burdened.
However, his sudden behavior this time had given them all quite a scare.
Ji Yan hung his head, his eyelashes trembling lightly, surrounded by people.
Looking at his increasingly emaciated body.
At first glance, one might even think that this group of doctors and nurses were bullying him.
Su Yan walked up the steps.
She parted the crowd and came up to him.
Looking at his hand, blood dripped down his long and fair fingers.
She reached out, just about to touch.
At that moment, a nurse sternly voiced out
"Miss, please respect the patient."
