Chen Yi was completely stunned, staring at the continuous stream of blood, unable to react for a moment.
Seeing Chen Yi motionless, He Mu couldn't help but remind him, "Dr. Chen..."
Chen Yi snapped back to reality and began to stop the bleeding. He no longer cared about delicately handling the adhered areas. He directly used the scalpel to cut He Mu's T-shirt entirely from the chest area and then pulled it off.
A lot of blood was lost during this pulling, but He Mu sat there without even frowning.
Chen Yi quickly treated the wound, surprised by how calm He Mu, who used to be afraid of pain, was now. He couldn't help but sigh, "The wound is still a bit deep. I can't believe you could endure it."
As he spoke, he quickly applied medication. The wound was indeed deeper than He Mu had casually described.
He ultimately took out the needle and thread commonly used by surgeons and stitched He Mu's wound a total of nine times.
After suturing, he applied medication and bandaged it, completing the process in one go.
For Chen Yi, who was skilled in surgery, this was not a major issue or a troublesome task. He was merely surprised because it was happening to a former colleague who used to be very afraid of pain.
He Mu didn't say a single extra word, merely allowing Chen Yi to treat him quietly.
After the wound was handled, He Mu's T-shirt had become rags, torn into shreds. Only the uppermost part, which couldn't be removed and didn't obstruct much, remained on He Mu's back: "Alright, since I'm helping, I'll help all the way. Let me help you change your clothes."
Saying that, he was about to help He Mu remove the last tattered piece of the T-shirt clinging to him.
After all, he had a wound on his back. Although it didn't affect his arm, lifting his arm would inevitably stretch the skin on his back, possibly re-injuring the wound.
The moment he lifted He Mu's shirt, he saw a black mark on the area where the shirt was lifted. It seemed to be... a tattoo.
Just as he was about to lift the shirt a bit higher to get a clearer look at the tattoo, He Mu suddenly stood up, directly halting Chen Yi's actions: "I'll do it myself."
The corner of the T-shirt Chen Yi was holding slipped away from his fingers as He Mu stood up, leaving him with only air. He could only awkwardly say, "Oh, alright."
He Mu stood up, turned, and walked into Chen Yi's bathroom. He took off the tattered T-shirt he was wearing and changed into a clean one he had brought. Then he walked out and smiled slightly at Chen Yi: "I must thank you again, Dr. Chen, for today."
Chen Yi paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "It's nothing. We're colleagues; we should help each other. If Dr. He really wants to thank me, perhaps one day when you're successful, you'll remember to give me a lift!"
Since He Mu now had a good relationship with the young master and lady of the Bai family, and given the Dean's respect and fear of the Bai family, just knowing about He Mu's connection to the Bai family would be enough for them to find ways to promote and give him a raise.
It wouldn't be easy to get acquainted with those two, but if He Mu could help him, it would be a tremendous stroke of luck.
He Mu smiled slightly, without saying much more.
Chen Yi thought for a moment and then added, "You should be careful about your back."
Although the medical profession didn't explicitly prohibit tattoos, their hospital had such a requirement. However, privately, some doctors and nurses had tattoos, and as long as they weren't on exposed parts of the body, no one made a fuss.
Therefore, he naturally wouldn't maliciously report He Mu's tattoo. He just felt it was necessary to remind him that if it were discovered, it would undoubtedly cause unnecessary trouble.
What he found strange, though, was that He Mu, who had been so afraid of pain before, was now indifferent to it.
Before, he had been particularly opposed to tattoos, even saying he would never date a girl with tattoos and that people who got tattoos were simply crazy. Now, he himself was getting a tattoo.
He also used to talk more, but now he spoke much less.
It was just... quite strange.
The only thing that hadn't changed was that he was always very generous.
He used to often treat them to drinks, and this trip was also initiated by him, with him covering all the travel expenses.
Chen Yi looked at He Mu, and He Mu looked back at Chen Yi. The metal frame of his glasses glinted with a hint of light. He tilted his head slightly against the light, revealing a smile: "Okay, thank you for the reminder, Dr. Chen. I'll be careful."
The words were spoken very gently, and He Mu's smile was ordinary, yet it made Chen Yi feel a chill run down his spine, his facial expression becoming somewhat stiff: "No, no, you don't need to be so polite. We're colleagues, after all."
He had a quick glance at the tattoo on his back. Although he hadn't seen it clearly, it vaguely seemed like... fire?
He Mu smiled and said, "Then I'll go back to my room first. I have to go out again later."
Chen Yi looked at He Mu's face, wanting to understand the source of his chill. But he found that the person in front of him seemed no different from before, with that steady, calm, simple smile, as if there were nothing unusual.
Perhaps, he was being overly suspicious.
With this thought, his previous desire to ask He Mu to help him connect with the young master and lady of the Bai family vanished. Because even now, he could still feel the lingering chill on his back: "Alright, alright, you go ahead. Get some good rest. I still have some case files to organize, I'll study them a bit more."
He Mu nodded with a smile, turned, and walked out. The moment he closed the door, he lowered his head slightly, a smile of unfathomable depth curving his lips.
Soon, Bai Xi and Bai Han returned to their reserved suite.
In the room, Xili was peeling an apple for Lin Yun.
A large, round apple transformed into small, cute, nimble rabbits in Xili's hands, resting quietly on a clean white plate. The plate also held bananas made into little boats, strawberries shaped like flowers, and blueberries fashioned into little people...
"Aunt Lin Yun, eat more fruit. Fruits are rich in, rich in, rich in... in short, they're very good for your health."
Xili couldn't quite remember what was in fruits, only that whenever he visited his sister in the hospital, the doctor would always tell them to give patients plenty of fresh fruits and vegetables for their health.
Lin Yun looked at the carefully peeled fruit Xili had prepared. Her gentle, beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons: "Okay, I'll eat. Little Xili, your hands are so skillful."
Xili smiled very happily: "It's alright."
Before, when the bus was in Haidao City, he and his father would set up a stall near the beach at night. While working the stall, they would make refreshing drinks and fruit platters, which earned more than soliciting customers at the airport.
The scene was very harmonious, filled with laughter and a joyous atmosphere.
Bai Xi said calmly, "We're back."
Xili quickly ran over: "Sister Bai Xi, Brother Bai Han, you're back. How is Doctor He Mu?"
Bai Han replied blandly, "He's alright."
Xili, being a straightforward and simple person, asked, "What does 'alright' mean? Is he not in danger? Or will he recover soon?"
Bai Xi smiled and said, "Doctor He Mu's colleague is a very skilled surgeon, so Doctor He Mu should recover quickly. You don't need to worry, Xili."
Only then did Xili smile, his tanned skin revealing a brilliant smile and shining white teeth: "That's good."
Although Lin Yun didn't ask many questions, she had been worried about He Mu. Hearing Xili ask, she had also been listening to the situation. Upon confirming that He Fang was fine, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The three chatted for a while longer, when suddenly a phone began to ring.
The phone had the oldest ringtone, and it was loud, ding-a-ling-ling... The sound was exceptionally jarring in the quiet room.