Chapter 51 The gentleman has reached the age where he cares about his appearance.

Chapter 51 The gentleman has reached the age where he cares about his appearance.

Yun Yang felt like she was about to die from the pain along with Fu Xiaoting.

The old doctor was about to start stitching by hand with a gleaming needle.

【Aaaaaaah! He's sewn it up! He's going to sew it up!】

【I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!】

[I need anesthesia, but I can't say it. Being aloof is my persona; without it, I can't live!]

Fu Xiaoting's heart was filled with wailing and howling, but in reality, he remained calm and composed, not even lifting his eyelids, as if the curved needle about to pierce his flesh was nothing more than an embroidery needle.

It appears calm on the surface, but in reality, they've run out of options.

Yun Yang didn't even have the energy to complain about him.

She was anxious too!

As the old doctor's hand drew closer, Yun Yang made a snap decision, took a step forward, pointed at Fu Xiaoting's tightly clenched left hand, and spoke with a perfectly measured mix of surprise and understanding.

"Wait a moment!"

Giulio's icy blue eyes shot towards her instantly, carrying a strong warning.

The old doctor also looked up, staring at her with some confusion.

Under pressure, Yun Yang cleared her throat and began her performance.

"Housekeeper Ju, Dr. Zhang, please look at the gentleman's left hand."

She spoke nonsense with a straight face: "Sir, did your thumb twitch very slightly just now?"

Giulio frowned, clearly not noticing.

Fu Xiaoting himself was stunned.

Did he move?

I don't know, but I feel like shivering all over.

Yun Yang didn't give them time to react and continued:

"Of course, the gentleman is not afraid of pain."

"We all firmly believe this."

“However,” Yun Yang changed the subject, “the gentleman always pursues perfection in his actions, leaving no flaws.”

"Although the wound on my arm is a minor matter, if the pain during the stitching process causes the muscles to tense up instantly due to the slightest stress response of the body, will the wound not heal perfectly, or even leave a faint scar?"

"Sir's body is so precious, how can it be left with any flaws?"

She paused, looked at Fu Xiaoting, her eyes filled with admiration.

"So, the action you just made wasn't because you were afraid of pain, but rather to remind Dr. Zhang that in order to achieve the best suturing results, we should use some anesthetic to eliminate any factors that might affect the final outcome."

"After all, the gentleman's thoughts are always deeper than ours."

After saying all that, Yun Yang almost believed it herself.

She swallowed nervously, awaiting the final judgment.

After a brief silence, Fu Xiaoting's inner thoughts erupted like a volcanic eruption, flooding the screen.

Holy crap!

[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!]

[Wow, that's awesome!]

Yes, yes, yes! That's exactly what I meant! I just don't like the look of scars!

[Quick! Give me anesthesia! The most expensive kind!]

Giukiro stood there, stunned for a few seconds, then his face lit up with sudden realization.

"I see!"

"I was foolish to fail to grasp the deeper meaning of your words immediately!"

The man has reached the age where he cares about his appearance, so he threw away the fake scars.

The old doctor nodded after listening, finding it very reasonable.

"It was my oversight; the gentleman and Miss Shen are about to get engaged."

He took a syringe and a new syringe from the medicine box.

"Sir, you are right. Aesthetics are also important."

Jukiro's eyes flickered slightly; he hadn't considered this aspect.

However, the gentleman clearly didn't care, and even disliked Miss Shen.

The reason they care so much about their image is probably because—

His cold gaze fell on Yun Yang's face, and he glared at her fiercely.

Yun Yang had no idea that Jujiro had made another note of her in his little notebook.

She stared intently as the old doctor pushed an entire vial of pale yellow medicine into the syringe.

Is the dosage... a bit too high?

Just as she began to have doubts, she saw the old doctor swiftly and decisively insert the needle into Fu Xiaoting's arm.

The drug was slowly injected into the muscles.

Fu Xiaoting maintained his cold expression.

But Yun Yang could clearly feel that the frequency of his thoughts was rapidly decreasing.

Oh wow...

This anesthetic is pretty strong...

My eyelids feel so heavy...

The world... has started to spin...

Fu Xiaoting's gaze gradually became unfocused, and his eyelids began to droop uncontrollably, giving him a hazy, almost detached look.

Is general anesthesia necessary?

Just as Yun Yang was about to remind the doctor if the medication was too strong, she heard the old doctor, while flexing his wrists, say to Fu Xiaoting, who was almost unconscious, in an extremely relaxed and cheerful tone:

"Alright, sir, the anesthetic has taken effect."

"I will amputate your limb immediately."

What?

Yun Yang felt as if something had exploded in her mind.

Amputation...?!

She was completely stunned, her eyes wide open as she stared in disbelief at the smiling old doctor.

It's just a cut, why does it have to be amputated!

Could it be that the system has abandoned logic in order to advance the plot?

Giulio, who was standing next to him, was also petrified on the spot.

His icy blue eyes were filled with shock and astonishment, and his voice changed.

"Dr. Zhang!"

"What...what are you saying?!"

However, the first to react was Fu Xiaoting, who was almost completely knocked out by the anesthesia.

The word "amputation" struck him like a thunderbolt, shattering his chaotic consciousness!

His previously unfocused eyes suddenly widened.

He suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth, as if trying to use his last bit of strength to shout a protest.

As a result, the next second, his eyes rolled back, his head tilted to the side, and he completely fainted.

"oops!"

Looking at the completely unconscious Fu Xiaoting, the old doctor belatedly slapped his forehead in realization.

"Sorry, sorry, I misspoke."

He waved his hand dismissively and explained, "It's an occupational hazard. I used to do amputations most often, so it just came out of my head."

Yun Yang: "..."

Gukiro: "..."

God the hell, it just rolls off my tongue!

Is this even palatable?!

The old doctor seemed completely oblivious to the deathly silence in the room, instead lost in memories of his glorious past.

“That was back when I was working for the old man,” he said, picking up his needle and thread. “Back then, the old man was always getting into fights with people every few days.”

"I remember the busiest day, from morning till night, I dislocated more than a dozen arms and legs by myself."

Yun Yang felt a chill run down her spine, as if she was about to forget the words "arms and legs."

Jujiro's face turned pale and then red, but seeing that Fu Xiaoting had stopped moving, he could only take a deep breath and suppress the turmoil in his heart.

Dr. Zhang began to concentrate on suturing the wound, his movements skillful, clearly those of an experienced doctor.

The only sound in the room was the faint rustling of needle and thread through flesh.

However, just when Yunyang thought everything had calmed down.

A sorrowful voice drifted over.

【don't want……】

Don't amputate...

I'm still young... I don't have a girlfriend yet... I have so many years ahead of me...

Yun Yang was taken aback.

She looked at Fu Xiaoting, who had already fainted.

His brows were furrowed, and the next second, he actually raised his head!

But it only lasted a second before it crashed back onto the pillow.

Yunyang hadn't thought much of it when Xiaoting mentioned being young before.

But at this moment, his innermost thought, "Fu Xiaoting is in so much pain," immediately popped into her mind.

How come it's just as thought-provoking as An Xiaoniao's line, "The Queen killed the Queen"?

"Mom...I don't want to be Yang Guo..."

Waaaaah... my arm...

Don't take my arm away...

Xiaoting raised her head again!

However, the anesthetic was just too strong.

He kept looking up and banging his pillow, but he couldn't open his eyelids even once.

Yun Yang sighed almost imperceptibly.

Look how scared the child is.

What a terrible story! They just keep torturing the male and female leads.

She picked up a clean, hot towel and wiped the sweat from Xiaoting's forehead while whispering, "It's alright, sir, we won't amputate, your arm is fine."

Xiaoting seemed to have heard her voice and gradually calmed down.

Yun Yang was so focused on Fu Xiaoting that she didn't even notice Gu Yan coming in.

"Butler Yun, this is none of your business!"

Giulio raised his chin and glanced at her sideways.

Yun Yang then looked up at Gu Yan, whose white clothes still had eraser shavings hanging on the hem.

Looks like the mission was a success.

Yun Yang snorted coldly and walked outside.

She comes when we're working, but when Xiaoting is asleep and we're free, we let her go.

Okay, okay, I'll leave the space to you.

Let's party, men!

However, when she reached the door, she deliberately slowed down and listened intently.

Sure enough, the system and Gu Yan were chirping her crickets again.

[Host, do you mean that the nanny has ulterior motives and ulterior motives towards the male lead?]