C43 Late-night Consultation

"No, to the hospital." Mo Shaoheng saw that Lee Zhiqing was sweating profusely from the pain, so he stopped holding the tweezers.

"Ah?" Why are you still going to the hospital? " Lee Zhiqing gritted her teeth as she asked.

"Don't you know how injured you are?" Mo Shaoheng said with a cold expression. He didn't know if Lee Zhiqing was really stupid or just faking it.

"It does hurt a little