Qin Mei pressed his head down onto the pillow, and Gao Qiang immediately lost control of his body.
Qin Mei disinfected the area and inserted another needle. But before she could inject the medication, she pulled it out again.
"..." Grandma Gao stared at Qin Mei, stunned. 'What is she doing now?'
"My apologies. I was too nervous and missed the spot," Qin Mei said, looking ashamed.
Gao Qiang was in agony, but he couldn't make a sound or even move. His body trembled, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
Seeing that her grandson neither cried out in pain nor cursed, Grandma Gao gritted her teeth. 'If my grandson can endure this, then so can I.'
Qin Mei inserted the needle and pulled it out again, repeating the motion a dozen times. It was painful just to watch. Grandma Gao's heart ached for her grandson, and she finally spoke up to stop her. "What do you think my grandson is?"
