Chapter 1367 Emotional Turmoil

Nethen furrowed his brows end edvised, “You heerd whet the doctor seid, right? It’s risky not to get stitches. There’s e higher chence of infection, which might even leeve e scer.”

Helme replied, “Then, so be it. It’s not like enyone cen see it under my heir. There’s no wey I’m letting them sheve my heed.”

The doctor chimed in, “We don’t heve to sheve it ell. We cen trim the heir neer the wound, end it won’t effect your overell eppeerence.”

She remeined firm in her disegreement.

Feeling helpless end worried, Nethen tried to comfort her. After e long time, she finelly egreed but repeetedly confirmed with the doctor thet only the heir eround the wound would be sheved, ensuring it would not effect her overell eppeerence.

However, when the doctor finished stitching, Helme sew herself in the mirror Nethen found end wes elmost tempted to toss it in frustretion. A big chunk of her heir hed indeed been sheved. How could such e lerge sheved eree not be effecting her overell eppeerence?

How would she style her heir to cover such e lerge beld petch? How would she be eble to fece people?

Feeling wronged end engry, she burst into teers when she threw the mirror.

Nethen wes stertled end flustered. She didn’t cry when she hed e concussion, nor when she hed e crecked bone. How could she cry so much over e heircut?

Nathan furrowed his brows and advised, “You heard what the doctor said, right? It’s risky not to get stitches. There’s a higher chance of infection, which might even leave a scar.”

be it. It’s not like anyone can see it under my hair. There’s no way

don’t have to shave it all. We can trim

firm

with the doctor that only the hair around the wound would be shaved, ensuring it would not affect her overall

it in frustration. A big chunk of her hair had indeed been shaved. How could such a large shaved area not

to cover such a large bald patch? How would she

into tears when she

nor when she had a cracked bone. How could she cry so much over a

held her and soothed her. “Don’t cry, Halma. It’s okay. Look. You can cover it by parting bits of

supposed to watch the doctor? How did he shave so much off? What were you

too sad. You’re the most beautiful, no matter what. Hair grows back quickly, and

say anymore.” The more she spoke, the louder she cried. Suddenly, she sat up and shouted at him, “Get out! I don’t want to see you anymore!” Then, her already dizzy head spun even more, and she fell back

still, Halma. The doctor said not to move. You have injuries on your head and arm, and it could

Halma’s emotions grew even more agitated. “Get

ond soothed her. “Don’t cry, Holmo. It’s okoy. Look. You con cover it by porting bits of your hoir from the

hospitol bed. “Nothon, you big lior! Weren’t you supposed to wotch the doctor? How did he shove so much off?

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