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"Mr. Qiao, we need to give you an injection in the buttocks now."
The nurse took a large syringe from the medicine box, attached the needle, filled it with medication, and said to Qiao Chutian.
Upon hearing this, Qiao Chutian's body convulsed violently, and the hand holding Mai Xiaomai instantly turned from warm to cold.
"Why do I have to get an injection in the buttocks? Aren't I currently on an IV drip?"
Qiao Chutian asked with a darkened face.
"Mr. Qiao, you have a fever, and we need to bring it down. This is a fever-reducing injection, and it can only be administered in the buttocks," the nurse explained, swinging the syringe.
"I don't want an injection, I'd rather take fever-reducing medicine."
"We can only administer the injection."
The nurse glanced at his tense body and expression and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Qiao, you're not afraid of injections, are you?"
"Who's afraid of injections? I'm not a child."