What made him feel even more distressed was asking Wang Yan if the injury felt uncomfortable.
The boy shook his head with a smile, saying the wound no longer hurt.
Liu Zexin looked at the boy appreciatively. Despite his young age, he had a strong spirit.
Afraid of worrying his sister, he kept silent about his pain, which was commendable.
Examining Wang Yan's wound, it was healing quite well.
Ping stood nearby, looking worried. She was really concerned that her brother's serious injury might leave severe aftereffects.
Now that Young Master Liu was helping her brother, she felt both happy and reassured.
Young Master Liu was a famous genius doctor; he had treated many, many people.
"Young Master Liu, how is my brother?" she asked worriedly.
"Ping, you can just call me Doctor Liu while in the hospital," Liu Zexin turned his head and smiled at Ping, covering Wang Yan with a blanket after finishing the examination.
"Doctor Liu."
