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.

water to wipe

she finally cleaned his face, she saw he was

was ticked. When Alexander was really hurt, he joked around, and when he wasn't as bad, he got all serious.

to disinfect it

to disinfect this. What herbs should

behind

"Couldn't you

said with a grin, "Alright, it's

her eyes. She turned, grabbed some mugwort leaves, washed them, crushed them, and slapped them on

his body was covered in green streaks,

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

long morning, she finally had a moment to

her stomach, looking a bit

at her and

"Not really," she lied.