Looking at the thin needle of the syringe, Summer Shawcross suddenly found it hard to breathe.
"I don't want an injection!"
She could take the most bitter and disgusting medicine in the world, but... definitely no injections!
"Mrs. Drexler, this injection is necessary. Otherwise, if the wound gets infected, it could be life-threatening!" The doctor said with a serious expression.
"But it's not certain that it will get infected, my wound isn't deep, it should be fine." Summer Shawcross bit her lip and softly retorted.
"Noah Drexler, I don't want an injection..." Instinctively, she shrank back, then turned her head and looked pleadingly at Noah Drexler, speaking softly.
Seeing her pitiful look, a glint flashed in Noah Drexler's eyes.
"Why?" He frowned and asked her.
"It hurts!" Summer Shawcross bit her lip, because after being traumatized by a needle as a child, she never dared to have an injection again.
