Chapter 195 Change Dressing

Edgar had not mentioned going out of the room since he gained consciousness.

He asked slowly, “Shouldn’t it be time for me to change my dressing?”

Change dressing?

Jean frowned hard. He wasn’t fit to change his dressing himself.

Jean took out his medicine and some gauze from the drawer. Then, she just stood there quietly.

Edgar turned toward her and said, “What are you waiting for?”

He seemed ready.

Jean raised her hands. “I don’t know how. I can help you hold up a mirror and you can…”

But before she could finish her words, she could feel his stare turn icy cold.

“Weren’t you good in everything when you were nursing Ben Ludwig in the hospital?”

She is saying she didn’t know how when it comes to him?

Edgar’s stare turned icier from jealousy.

Jean muttered something inaudibly. Then she walked over and said, “Well, don’t move then. I’m telling you that I’m quite a rough person, don’t you shout if it hurts.”

Edgar kept quiet and let her change his dressing.

Although Jean said that she would be rough, she was still quite gentle, especially when she saw Edgar’s fresh wound after taking the dressing off. She froze a few seconds at its sight.

If he hadn’t protected her at that time, she would have suffered from this injury.

Moreover, she lived alone. So she would have to change her dressing alone in front of the mirror. It would be a sad sight.

She reapplied medicine on his wound and dressed the wound once more.

“Done.”

She let go of him. Just as she turned around to leave, she bumped into the cup of coffee on the table.

‘Crash.’

spilled all

away in time, so the coffee did not spill on her

strong aroma of coffee

smiled.

the woman in front

your elbow is hurt. It’s not like you can’t take care of yourself!” Jean

had spent more than ten hours in this room with him. She did not want to be called by him as

moved his arms slowly, as if he

Jean gritted her teeth

to herself that she was helping Edgar because she didn’t want to owe him any

if he were to die on the

eyes. But Jean was focused

him button up his shirt, their

as she gradually raised her

her heart was beating very fast! The person in front of

can button

shirt, turned around and ran into

nowhere else for her to hide in his

curled upwards. He quickly buttoned up his shirt. His wound indeed hurt, and

didn’t care about

it wasn’t Jean staying in his room, he wouldn’t have

picked up his phone and quickly sent out

came out of the bathroom, Edgar continued

to repair the door yet?” Jean

the bed head. He was

hands. She thought, perhaps he didn’t like to be locked up in this room with her either. She blinked her

that Edgar was observing her. He was watching her side

night, when Susan passed them their food, she said, “The locksmith

eyes brightened up

she was thinking.

soon.” Susan spoke through the door. If Edgar hadn’t sent her the text message and told

the locksmith repaired

smile on Jean’s face

Was she that happy?

so excited to

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