When Lucy saw that, she looked at Zayla anxiously...
They had already arrived at the hospital and were just waiting for the second stitch!
However, Simon refused the surgery! How could Lucy, his mother, not be anxious?
Zayla felt Lucy's gaze and she sighed lightly.
Forget it.
Zayla tried to persuade herself, he's already in the hospital. He needs the surgery. It's so hot today and he's been drenched in rain. If he doesn't get his wound sewn up, it'll be nothing different from waiting for death!
She pursed her lips, looked at Simon, and nodded.
"Yes."
It was such a simple word, yet it made Simon smile.
"OK." Simon looked at Zayla with deep affection.
However, the next second, his gaze toward the doctor became abnormally cold.
"Go ahead."
The doctor nodded and injected the anesthetic into Simon.
When he fell asleep, Zayla finally retracted her hand.