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He found it funny. Putting on the bathrobe indifferently, he replied, "It's okay. I'll get Josiah to come over and have a look in a moment. Don't worry."

I glared at him and didn't know what to say. I went out of the bathroom and called Josiah.

After a few rings, the call went through. I said hurriedly, "Doctor Saunders, Hendrix's wound is bleeding again, and it's bleeding a lot. Can you come over?" Josiah was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help but ask, "How could it start bleeding out of nowhere?"

I was speechless for a moment, my mouth unable to utter the truth. All I could say was, "In any case, he's bleeding a lot. Come and take a look, I'm begging you." After hanging up the phone, Hendrix looked at me with his arms crossed and teased with a faint smile, "Are you planning to tell him about my impatient actions?"

I glared at him and growled, "If you had restrained yourself a little, would this have happened?"

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Josiah arrived soon after. When he saw Hendrix's bleeding wound, he narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows. He looked at Hendrix and gave him a lecture. "This had better be a one-time thing. Make sure it doesn't happen again."

Hendrix shrugged and countered, "You don't have a wife. You can't understand the life of a married man."

What?

implying that

and placed his medicine kit down. He turned to me and said, "I'm

and replied, "Minnie is still cooking. Could

a seat and sat down. He raised his eyebrows and argued, "I'm hungry, so I don't have much strength. He won't die

Ugh!

Fine!

Hendrix's voice from behind. "You're getting older. Are you planning to be single for the

can, try not to get yourself a woman next time you feel like doing it, and just get it done yourself." I

eavesdropping to a conversation between

meal preparations, so I started setting the cutlery on the table. Then, Hendrix and Josiah

of them looked friendly with one another. They didn't speak as they ate - table manners that they had been taught since

treat his wounds and informed him with a look of disgust, "Please don't call me the next time something happens. Thank you!" Hendrix shrugged his shoulders and snapped back shamelessly,

lazy to argue with him. He got up, packed

was in a good

the sofa and asked Minnie to retrieve some documents from the study for