The neat stitches indicated that the person who sutured her had very high medical skills; his fingers did not tremble at all.
Such a tiny scar, would heal after the stitches were removed, perhaps only leaving a faint mark, barely noticeable unless inspected closely.
Aldana Candi looked for a while, then turned around, placing her feet on the ground, trying to stand up.
Just as she was about to step down, the door of the ward opened, and the lights came on simultaneously.
Liam Summer, who had come to check on the room, saw her and was slightly surprised; then his brow furrowed, he walked over and placed her feet back onto the bed, "Once the wound heals, you can try as many times as you like, but I don't want to perform another suturing surgery on you today."
"Will I never be able to stand up again?"
Liam Summer looked at her, "You won't be given the opportunity to stand up."
