7

"When did you get hurt? Why didn't you tell me?" she asked anxiously.

"What's the use of telling you?" I answered coldly. I didn't want to waste time talking to Luna, but she held my hand and wouldn't let me go. "Doctor Ming, please don't waste my time. I'm almost out of appointment." I pulled my hand back and walked past Luna into the clinic.

The doctor diagnosed that I had injured the nerves in my arm, and there was a high probability that I would have sequelae, and I would have difficulty holding things in the future. After hearing this result, I was distracted when I followed the nurse to treat the wound. If this sequelae is not cured for a lifetime, it will have some impact on me.