Chi Ying paused, a bit awkwardly saying, "I'm sorry, doctor, I thought you were the nurse..."
However, no sooner had the words left her mouth than she saw the other person pull out a syringe filled with red fluid and without a word, popped off the cap.
He pressed it against the light until a few drops squirted out.
Chi Ying shivered, feeling an unexplained fear rising in her heart, "Doctor, do I still need an injection? Didn't you just say that I should rest and not move around unnecessarily?"
"It's really just an antibiotic injection, you need it daily." The man lowered his head, an unfamiliar voice emerged.
Through the mask, Chi Ying couldn't make out his face, but the voice was clearly different from the previous one.
He suddenly grasped Chi Ying's arm.
Without even preparing a cotton swab with alcohol, he lifted her sleeve and was about to inject her.
Chi Ying's heart turned cold, and she violently struggled, "You're not a doctor, who are you?"
