C111 Believe It or Not

The sound of firecrackers and drums came from the door of the medicine shop, and the small office seemed to have become a forgotten space. No one came to disturb it.

Tang Yue used a pair of forceps to pick up the cotton ball that was stained with medicine and carefully clean the boy's wound.

Even so, in the end, he still sutured five stitches. With such an awkward position