"The needle is still in your body. Don't move. If the whole needle is stuck, you'll cry if I can't take it out!" Jiang Yao threatened the little boy. Then, she noticed Cheng Jinnian's blushing face. She was happy to see that.
Was the Little Devil so shy?
Jiang Yao found Cheng Jinnian very interesting.
"Sister, you can hit my arm..." Cheng Jinnian hesitated for a few seconds before he said, "Please don't hit my butt."
"I'll do an infusion then." When Jiang Yao saw how unhappy Cheng Jinnian was, she changed the method.
If the patient were a normal child, Jiang Yao would still give him an injection. However, even though Cheng Jinnian was five years old, he could think independently and had a strong sense of self-awareness. Cheng Jinnian did not want her to do that, and if she still insisted on doing that, Cheng Jinnian would probably rather be in pain than have her give him an injection.