Shen Shao unwillingly stuck his butt out, awkwardly turning his back to the attending doctor and the female nurse. There was a strong sense of anger and resentment inside him, which is why he reacted so explosively to the doctor's earlier remark.
"Sir, in your case, medication alone may not be sufficient. You'll need a minor local surgery."
A minor local surgery?
Doesn't that mean his situation down there is pretty severe?
Of course, he definitely didn't want to continue experiencing fecal incontinence; if surgery was necessary, he had to accept it.
After pulling up his pants, Shen Shao painfully held his head, thinking. As soon as his hand touched his hair, clumps of it fell out again.
This caused further agony for Shen Shao—could it be that overthinking was the reason behind all of this?
Shen Shao found it hard to believe!
Even if he didn't touch his head, the hair would likely still fall in clumps onto the pillow while lying down.
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