In the vast room.

On the huge bed.

Jeanne lay on the bed and looked into Fourth Master Swan's deep eyes. She stared straight at the wound on her collarbone.

The injury there was more serious. The broken glass of the car window pierced straight into her flesh, leaving a very deep wound that looked ferocious.

His slender fingers were using iodophor to disinfect her wound, bit by bit.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Fourth Master Swan asked.

His voice was low and deep.

"It's alright," Jeanne answered.

'It's good that you're used to it.'

'Bear with it, you can get over it anyway.' Thoughts like this appeared in Jeanne's mind

"I'm in pain," Fourth Master Swan suddenly said.

Something flashed across Jeanne's eyes.

From her angle, she could only see Fourth Master Swan's lowered eyes, and his eyelashes were unusually thick and curled up.

There was a hint of familiarity, and it even made her a little absent-minded.

"Am I good-looking?" Fourth Master Swan's thin lips moved slightly.

Jeanne regained her senses and calmed her heart.

She chose to remain silent.

In a quiet room.

The medicine was applied.

The bandages were done.

fingers

no injuries inside,"

a reminder, but it did not

Master Swan

slightly as he looked

if you don't believe me, you can check it yourself." Jeanne

smiled, it was

Lawrence, do you mind?"

you by doing this. Fourth master, feel free to do so." Jeanne

looked straight at Jeanne, watching

"Do you not

you really want it, can

So why struggle?

do understand." Fourth Master Swan's voice was

really difficult for others to

not even sense that Fourth

them just looked

However, he was

did not care

up her

"Are there any other

"No."

for a while. When your clothes are delivered,

"Thank you, Fourth Master."

and walked

on Fourth Master Swan's

not used to

a unique smell of him on the

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