Lorraine Hughes was laid flat on the hospital bed.
Elder Ruby personally held the scissors, cutting open the glove on her mangled right hand. The flesh and the glove stuck together, it looked painful.
Even though he was of an age that had seen much life and death, this time he was choked up, "You child, really..."
"The surgery couldn't be delayed." If she hadn't stepped in, that patient wouldn't have survived in time to get treatment. Her hand in exchange for a life was worth it.
"Sigh, bear with it a bit, I'll be gentle."
While cleaning the wound, Lorraine's face was as pale as a sheet. The piercing pain was beyond words, yet she gritted her teeth to not make a sound.
Nathan Bolton hugged her upper body, not letting her see, "If it hurts, just bite me."
"Go ahead, bite."
"No need to be polite with your husband... hiss..."
She really bit his collarbone.
She sure knew how to pick a spot.
Nathan endured the pain and gently rubbed her back to comfort her.
