Love Unspoken

Chapter 1196

Alexander sucked in a breath, almost getting knocked flat by the force behind him. He quickly steadied himself to avoid face-planting.

He spun around to glare at Quinn, looking pale as a ghost. "You trying to kill me or what?"

"You still got the energy to whine. I think you can handle a few more cuts," Quinn shot back with a smirk.

"But you don't have to kill me, right? I did save you," Alexander snapped.

"Yelling like that, you ain't dying," Quinn said, ice-cold.

Alexander quit messing around, realizing he was the one in pain here. Those deep cuts were no joke.

Quinn pressed down once, then got all gentle. She cleaned the gash on his back, then moved to his arm.

It took nearly an hour to go from the worst wound to the least bad one.

the leftover water

finally cleaned his face, she saw he was even paler than

got all serious. She could never tell how

water to disinfect it and let it dry

need to disinfect this. What herbs

behind

at him. "Couldn't you just say

with a grin,

some mugwort leaves, washed them, crushed them, and slapped them on

was covered in green streaks, looking

cloth strips and hung them to dry. There was still some sunlight, so she hoped they'd dry before

finally had a moment to herself, and

stomach, looking

stared at her and

"Not really," she lied.