Chapter 311: Saying One Thing and Meaning Another

Just as Han Mo's needle was about to pierce his skin, the door was suddenly slammed open. Qiao Ran saw the needle in Han Mo's hand embedded in his skin, and her eyes widened in shock.

"You're going to stitch the wound yourself?"

Han Mo noticed the professional medical kit in Qiao Ran's hand. He recognized this kit; he had seen it at the hotel.

So it turns out, she wasn't heartlessly refusing to help him treat his wound—she had gone upstairs to fetch the medical kit.

Han Mo felt a warmth in his heart. He immediately tossed the simple needle and thread in his hand into the trash bin: "No, I just wanted to see if I could do it myself. Turns out this angle is completely impossible to manage, so I still need a professional doctor to stitch it."

Qiao Ran saw the blood streaming down his chest, pooling at his abdomen, and finally soaking into his black suit pants. Without a word, she walked over to treat his wound.