Chapter 92: You Really Won't Fight Back?

"Ouch, my God, it hurts so bad. Can't you be a bit more gentle, sis?"

Chen Dabao yelled in agony.

"Chief Chen, I am already acting softly."

The nurse felt wronged. She was merely cleaning the wound and applying some medication. How heavy-handed could she be?

Chen Dabao continued to grumble: "Can't you be softer, as gentle as your first kiss, light as a dragonfly touching the water?"

"Okay, no problem."

The nurse smiled gently. With a flick of her small hand, the cotton swab followed and poked straight into the wound on his forehead. Her heart hummed silently, 'my first kiss wasn't that gentle—it was intense, hah!'

"Ah! Oh, it hurts! My dear sis, what the hell are you jabbing at?"

Chen Dabao howled in pain.

The nurse sneered again. 'That's indeed what I'm poking at, poking at you, a wuss. You possess such a big and burly appearance, yet you can't even handle this much pain.'

One hour later.