Chapter 200

Ben’s injury had been kept a secret from Old Mr. Landor.

After having dinner with him, Susan excused herself, saying she was tired and took Ben back to their room early.

“Lie down quickly,” Susan urged. “The doctor said you shouldn’t sit for too long right now.”

Susan helped Ben to the bed, supporting him gently.

“I will secretly call for a professional to come and take a look at your wound,” she whispered.

The Landor family always had a few professional medical staff on standby. Susan thought of calling one to assist.

But Ben was holding onto Susan’s hand, not letting go.

“What’s wrong?” Susan asked, puzzled by his reaction.

“I want you to treat my wound,” Ben said, his eyes full of hope, like a little puppy waiting for a treat.

Susan felt a little overwhelmed. She struggled, “But a professional will definitely do it better than me.”

“I’m afraid they might talk too much and let Grandpa find out, which wouldn’t be good,” Ben continued with those puppy–dog eyes. “Susan, please, you do it.”

I

Susan panicked slightly, “I… I’m afraid I might hurt you.”

She had been watching intently these past few days as the nurse tended the wound over and over.

She had learned the procedure by sight, if not by hand.

Susan was afraid to cause Ben any pain.

“What’s there to be afraid of?” Ben was the picture of calm. “I’m not afraid of the pain.”

Regardless, he kept holding onto her hand.

Susan could only answer with trepidation, “Then I’ll… try?”

“Go ahead and try with confidence,” Ben said without hesitation.

Susan licked her lips nervously, then instructed, “First, you need to turn over.”

Ben did as she said.

As Susan lifted his shirt and saw the layers of gauze around his back, she felt a pang of heartache.

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How much pain he must have been in at the time.

Yet, he had still been concerned enough to comfort her, telling her not to be afraid.

Susan’s hand trembled as it touched the bandage.

Feeling Susan’s unease, Ben reassured her, “Susan, it’s okay, it really isn’t that painful.”

Susan didn’t respond.

Taking a deep breath, Susan forced herself to calm down.

Then, with the utmost care, she gently untied the bandages layer by layer.

earnest in

so

she was doing at that moment

she unwrapped the bandages, Ben’s

but purse her lips.

she had seen the wound, but each time, a deep hatred for Yana surged

to compose herself

prescribed by the doctor and carefully applied it to

that applying the medication

applications, Ben’s expression

grew heavier with sympathy as she whispered, ‘Ben, there’s no one else around now. If it really

can tell

raised an eyebrow.

His

pain seemed naturally higher

discomfort was bearable.

Five minutes later.

on a pitiful face, “Susan,

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felt even more compassion, “It’s okay, it’s all done now. The

hold me, I might feel better,” Ben

“Okay, okay”

bent down and

look at her, “A kiss might make

Susan was speechless.

Ben: “Are you really

and made a pained expression,

Susan hesitated.

shake the feeling that there was some

Ben’s pained expression seemed all too real.

an act

Surely not.

moment’s thought, Susan leaned down and gave him a

with a woeful tone, “The pain stopped the moment you kissed me. But

a sudden.”

other option, Susan kissed him again.

started, ready

back, quickly stood up, and said, “The medicine’s absorbed, you need to lie down properly

now.”

suddenly full

lightning–fast absorbing medicine was this?

rating system, he’d

bandages, recalling the nurse’s technique,

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was initially worried and afraid, it turned out

careful work,

nover

said as she pulled down his shirt, then

obediently sat up.

buttons when suddenly, there was a knock at the

Dad had the servants make some of your favorite snacks. You can’t get these outside. You must be craving them by

was Penelope’s

quickly responded, “Penelope, no rush,

the next moment, the

stood there, staring dumbfounded at the

was open with the buttons undone.

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