"I am right here. If you feel pain, just talk to me...and if that's still not enough, you can even bite my hand," Yan Lin said very seriously.
If he could, he would be willing to take on all the pain for her.
"I'm fine. I can bear this much pain," Chu Baihan said through gritted teeth.
A thin layer of sweat had appeared on her forehead.
The sensation of the knife touching her bones was truly uncomfortable.
But she couldn't clench her fists because it would affect Tang Zishen's ability to use the knife.
It was evident that Tang Zishen had practiced his medical skills a lot over the years.
His incisions were very skillful; even though the knife went so deep, it didn't cause too much bleeding.
Everyone held their breath, watching Tang Zishen nervously as he operated.
Finally, after an hour.
Tang Zishen finished bandaging both of Chu Baihan's hands as if wrapping dumplings and let out a sigh of relief.
"Master, I've done it, I really did it."
