Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
These words made Jian Yiheng pause for a moment. He pondered over them.
Was Jian Yiling easy to get along with?
At least after these two days, she seemed relatively easy to get along with. She didn’t speak much and didn’t nag him about anything. Furthermore, she didn’t have any strange logic or reasoning either. Finally, her cooking was incredibly delicious as well.
However, Jian Yiheng had deep-rooted prejudice against girls.
As a result, it was difficult for him to change his opinion just because he interacted with Jian Yiling for a few days.
“Did you get shot, four to five years ago?” Jian Yiling suddenly opened her mouth to ask Jian Yiheng.
It seemed as though Jian Yiling was not admiring Jian Yiheng’s abs. Instead, she was looking at the scar.
Jian Yiheng looked at the area around his shoulder.
He had indeed been hit by a stray bullet when he was in the war zone.
Furthermore, this had indeed happened five years ago.
However, he never mentioned it to his family.
When this scar had been seen by Jian Yichen, he told him that he was poked by a tree branch. He did not say that he had been shot.
“How do you know?” Jian Yiheng asked Jian Yiling.
This was incredibly obvious to Jian Yiling. There was a clear difference between gunshot wounds and other wounds. And thus, Jian Yiheng’s lies could only deceive Jian Yichen. After all, Jian Yichen did not know anything about medicine.
“Really? Brother, did you actually get shot? You didn’t tell any of us about this!” Jian Yichen cried out. The smile from his face disappeared. His expression became grave and his eyes became fierce.
Jian Yiheng ignored Jian Yichen’s question. Instead, he repeated his question to Jian Yiling: “How do you know I got shot?”
“Brother, Yiling is a medical student,” Jian Yichen said quietly. Then, he added: “However, you actually lied to me. You didn’t tell me about something as serious as you being shot…”
Then, Jian Yiling came forward: “Does your shoulder get sore and swollen on rainy days?”
“You know that too?” Jian Yiheng asked as he narrowed his eyes.
“Sit down,” Jian Yiling said using a commanding tone.
Jian Yiheng paused for a moment. Then, for some reason, he sat down.
Jian Yiling examined the area of Jian Yiheng’s wound.
As Jian Yiheng was injured in a warzone, the medical facilities present back then did not allow him to get better treatment for his wounds.
As a result, this caused his wounds to heal poorly. Furthermore, there were repercussions to his injury.
“Your wound was not treated well. Therefore, the flesh that grew needs to be dug out and regrown,” Jian Yiling said.
Upon hearing this, Jian Yichen was in shock: “No way? Digging out already grown flesh?”
Jian Yichen felt pain just by listening to Jian Yiling’s words.
“Muscle nerve damage leads to poor blood circulation. When affected by the temperature, this part of the body will be in discomfort. Furthermore, the situation will worsen with age. You must treat it properly to avoid such a situation,” Jian Yiling replied.
Jian Yiheng said: “Yeah, I know. However, as far as I know, there is no medical technology that can deal with this problem.”
“There is.”
Jian Yiling’s original world’s medical technology levels were much better than this world’s.
And thus, such a medical solution was already commonly used in her world.
Therefore, Lahaisen Hospital had the ability to perform such an operation.
“Yiling, do you mean that you want to do this surgery for my brother?” Jian Yichen asked.
“Mhmm,” Jian Yiling nodded.
“Brother, let Yiling treat you,” Jian Yichen hurriedly said.
He didn’t want his brother’s shoulder to be in pain forever. This would definitely not do.
However, Jian Yiheng did not give an answer right away.
Instead, he picked up his clothes on the sofa and put them on. Then, he said: “Let’s talk about it when we have time.”
It was as though he did not have much confidence in Jian Yiling’s abilities. Perhaps, he did not quite agree with Jian Yiling’s treatment plan.
He wasn’t scared of pain. However, he didn’t want to do anything useless and waste his time.
