My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I hesitated for a moment before walking into his bedroom. As expected, I saw iodine and bandages on the bedroom table.

He coughed when I turned back to look at him. "It's just a small wound. I'll be fine after I clean it up!"

I looked at him with pursed lips, "I'll help you!"

I had led him towards the sofa and made him sit down before he could reject me. When I stretched my hand out to unbutton his shirt, he suddenly grabbed hold of it.

I frowned, looked up at him. "Mr. Milton, dealing with the wound is more important now."

He was stunned for a moment. With a faint smile on his face, he let go of me.

I unbuttoned his shirt, and saw the bloody wound on his waist. The blood from his wound had begun to seep out.

I couldn't help but frown. This man had an incredibly high pain tolerance. I originally thought that he had been injured by an automatic weapon.

However, it was clear after cleaning up the wound that he had been stabbed by a wooden stake.

I couldn't help but ask, "How did you get hurt?"

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sweat. If he had been stabbed slightly more to

but as he said, they were all minor injuries. Only the

as painful as alcohol, it would still leave the wounded feeling quite a sting.

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a finger. He was made of flesh and blood. So, how could it

How could such a big wound not hurt at all? You're not Iron

I sprinkled some hemostatic medicine on the wound in an attempt to

to bleed again after a short while. After

let out a sigh of relief,

there was no major problem with the wound. After bandaging the wound, I felt a warm sensation on

black

shouldn't get infected as long as you don't get it

the hand that was wiping my sweat. "Do you know

him smiling at me, I nodded and said, "Yes. Are you

a hurry. I didn't eat anything while I was on the way

down and rest!" I said, helping

I noticed that he was staring