On the fourth day after entering the hospital, Xiao Xiao’s body was already filled with needle holes. The needle holes were inserted from his feet to his hands and they were blocked in one day.
Yesterday, I pricked it four times, and each prick was like a prick in my heart.
The needle in my hand just got clogged again, and the medicine was all injected into the flesh. I hated myself for not observing carefully. I didn't sleep all morning, and I didn't notice that his hands were sore and swollen. (End of chapter)