Next, Jiang Xia.
An Ning was the one who dragged Jiang Xia in.
After an examination and some X-rays, the dentist who looked at the films said, "This tooth needs to be pulled."
An Ning could clearly feel the muscles in Jiang Xia's arm tense up. 'He's probably clenching his jaw so hard he could shatter his own teeth.'
"Don't be nervous. They'll give you an anesthetic."
Jiang Xia's smile was a bit stiff. After seeing what a tooth extraction looked like, he felt anyone who *wasn't* nervous had something seriously wrong with them.
'That's not pulling a tooth... it's a full-on demolition job.'
Regardless, under An Ning's watchful eye, Jiang Xia didn't even have a chance to run.
The dental surgery was scheduled quickly. By the afternoon, Jiang Xia was already lying on the operating table. The dentist walked over with a syringe, wearing a creepy smile.
An Ning, who was there to support him, wanted to hold Jiang Xia's hand to give him some strength.
