Shen Hua has never studied medicine and doesn’t understand what Fu Chenghai said. Anyway, it sounds quite bluffing.

"Okay," she chose to compromise. She didn't want the sutures to grow in her flesh, which was terrifying just thinking about it.

"You sit still and I'll get something."

Fu Chenghai walked out of the room, and Shen Hua obeyed his request and waited for him.

He closed the door after he went out. Bushi outside the door saw him coming out and went up to him to tell him what he wanted to say.

"Go to the study," Fu Chenghai said.

I thought it would be a long wait, but within five minutes, Fu Chenghai arrived at the door carrying a blue-black tablet-sized medical surgical suturing instrument bag.

"Go downstairs." He said and turned around to leave.

Shen Hua got up and followed him down.

Downstairs, the water in the kitchen has been boiled.

Fu Chenghai opened the equipment bag placed on the island table, picked out the tweezers, scissors and other tools of the appropriate size inside, unpacked the independent packaging of the tools, and threw them into boiling water to boil.

"This is..." Shen Hua was confused.

"disinfect."

"I know you are doing disinfection," Shen Hua said, "I mean, is this your first time using this set of tools?"

"Um."

Shen Hua closed the tool bag and looked at the words "Gifted by Zeng Dehou, Director of the Neurosurgery Department of the First Hospital of Dongda University" printed on the outer shell.

"Is this given to you by Zeng Yu's father?" she asked.

"Yes," Fu Chenghai said, "Her father is my mentor and the person I feel most sorry for in my life."

"The things he gave you should be of great significance," Shen Hua looked at the tool kit in a daze, "It's such a pity that such an important and commemorative thing should be dismantled like this."

Fu Chenghai turned around and looked at her with a smile, "If you think about it from another angle, this might be my only chance to use them."

Shen Hua's heart was slightly stagnant.

Yes, it is no longer possible for Fu Chenghai to become a doctor. From now on, these instruments will only be souvenirs lying in the tool box and will no longer be useful.

If she hadn't been injured, there would have been a chance to remove the stitches.

Fu Chenghai will probably never touch them again.

"I'll wait for you outside," Shen Hua turned around and went to the living room to wait. Passing by the stairs, Bumblebee limped downstairs. When he saw Shen Hua, he rubbed around Shen Hua's calf twice, and then dragged the heavy body, sticking out his tongue and entered the kitchen.

It probably heard the noise in the kitchen and thought someone was making food for it in the kitchen.

However, Fu Chenghai let him down.

Bumblebee circled back and forth around Fu Chenghai, raising his head and staring closely at Fu Chenghai's hands, his eyes seemed full of longing.

"Are you hungry?" Fu Chenghai asked it.

The bumblebee seemed to understand and whined lowly.

"Fu Jian——" Fu Chenghai walked out of the kitchen and called upstairs.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jian opened the door.

"Your dog is hungry."

"..." After a while, Fu Jian's voice came from upstairs, "I know, I'll feed it soon."

Fu Chenghai turned to be gentle to Bumblebee: "Did you hear that? Someone will feed you in a moment."

Bumblebee seemed to be very understanding of human nature. He turned around and walked out of the kitchen, then shook his body and walked slowly upstairs.

He was very patient when coaxing Bumblebee, like a well-behaved baby.

If Fu Chenghai was not a small boss of a shoe factory but a doctor at this moment, he must be the kind of person who is very gentle and has a gentle attitude toward others, and is deeply loved by patients and colleagues.

However, there is no if.

"Doctor Fu, are you okay?" Shen Hua urged with a smile.

Kitchen door.

Fu Chenghai was stunned for a moment, then he smiled slightly and said, "Right away."

Shen Hua saw that he was a little embarrassed and guessed it was because no one had called him "Doctor Fu" for so long.

Wait for Fu Chenghai to prepare everything.

Shen Hua sat on the sofa, raised her arm wrapped in gauze, and took the initiative to bring it to Fu Chenghai.

Fu Chenghai removed the gauze from her, disinfected it, and then picked up the tweezers and scissors to remove the stitches.

"If you don't dare to look, you can turn your head away."

"What's so scary about this?" Shen Hua disagreed.

Fu Chenghai shook his head helplessly, and picked up the knot of the suture with tweezers. Shen Hua felt that his skin was being pulled up. The sutures on the wound looked like centipedes, ferocious and twisted.

Shen Hua lowered her head subconsciously and avoided looking at her wounds.

"Just be tough." Fu Chenghai deliberately exposed it.

"Please be gentle, I'm afraid of pain." Shen Hua was too shy to raise her head.

"Afraid of pain, why are you so stubborn?" Fu Chenghai said again: "Fu Jian said that he forced you to divorce me with a knife, but you refused to agree even to the death."

"What do you mean by not agreeing even to death? He's just talking nonsense. I just don't want him to succeed."

"But he said that as long as you agree, even if it's just words, he won't let anyone embarrass you again."

"I don't believe it," Shen Hua snorted.

"You and Fu Jian have exactly the same temper."

"I have a much better temper than him, okay? At least I won't let you worry too much, and I won't take the initiative to cause you trouble."

Fu Chenghai smiled silently, or in other words, he wanted to laugh for no reason, laughing at Shen Hua's current sharp mouth.

Fu Jian came down from upstairs and saw two people sitting on the sofa in the living room, head to head, very close to each other.

The two people in the living room naturally saw Fu Jian coming downstairs.

Shen Hua inexplicably moved back and distanced herself from Fu Chenghai.

Fu Chenghai had already removed her stitches and was applying medicine to her. Shen Hua moved back and pulled her arm that was left in Fu Chenghai's hand. She felt a faint pain from the wound when she pulled it.

"Hiss—" Shen Hua took a slight breath.

"Am I too strong?" Fu Chenghai asked.

"No," Shen Hua was nervous and turned back to look at Fu Jian.

Fu Jianren had already walked into the kitchen, and after a while he came out with a few pieces of ham.

Shen Hua was still thinking about how to explain to Fu Jian that she didn't mean to declare sovereignty in front of Fu Jian or anything like that. Children have delicate minds and she was afraid that Fu Jian would think too much.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jian left the kitchen and walked upstairs quickly, as if he was running away on purpose.

"Fu Jian - you won't get it wrong, right?" Shen Hua asked.

"What's the misunderstanding?" Fu Chenghai bandaged Shen Hua's wound again.

"I think Aunt Du is right. We should not get too close in the future."

"Then what?" Fu Chenghai asked while bandaging, "In the future, if I want to be intimate, I will have to go to your place?"

"..."

"He's not a kid who doesn't understand the world. He's finished his junior high school biology class, what else does he not understand?"

"..."

Shen Hua was even more embarrassed.

"Don't worry," Fu Chenghai comforted: "Fu Jian has already made it clear, and he will not make things difficult for you again in the future."

"I'm not afraid that he will embarrass me," Shen Hua said, "I'm afraid that he will think that I took away his father."

"You are my wife, not my child. Why can't you rob 'Dad'?"

"It makes sense," Shen Hua reacted for a moment, then suddenly understood something, "No, you took advantage of me, right?"

Just one sentence to lower her seniority.

Shen Hua slapped Fu Chenghai's arm angrily in retaliation.
Chapter completed!