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"If you don't pat it, you can't see the blood vessels clearly."
The nurse explained while continuing to pat a few more times until the blood vessel was clearly visible.
Each pat felt like it was hitting Qi Cong's heart.
When she picked up the needle to stick it in Xiaoshun's foot, Qi Cong instinctively moved Xiaoshun's foot away, "No!"
The nurse looked at him in surprise and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Can't you avoid the injection?"
Qi Cong asked pitifully.
"That's not for me to decide. The child will undergo major cranial surgery in three days. The IV we're administering now is preparatory, otherwise, there's a significant life risk."
The nurse explained seriously.
"Then be gentle, don't hurt him, and when your shift ends, I'll treat you to a meal."
Qi Cong said, stroking Xiaoshun's foot.
