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q“What should we do?” Sean asked worriedly.

“Fetch me the blade!” Francesca urged.

“I...”

“Here, you can use this.” Danrique handed her his crescent-shaped dagger as he continued, “Don't worry. Just do whatever it is you need to do.”

He was so casual about it even though it was him who would be operated upon.

Francesca got to her feet. “I'll go prepare the anesthesia.”

“No need for that. Just get it over with as quickly as possible!” Danrique was getting a little impatient.

“It's going to be very painful. I will have to cut off all the necrotic tissue in the area—”

“Shut up! Just do as I said!” Danrique shouted while closing his eyes.

“Very well. You asked for it.”

Francesca then sat down beside the bathtub and began carving the necrotic flesh off Danrique's wound while Sean watched on in horror.

Upon stealing a glance at Danrique, Francesca noticed that he was only frowning slightly and didn't seem to be in pain at all.

wound slowly dripped into the bathtub and stained the herbal concoction dark

was also filled with the scent of the herbal concoction and the

tissue. “All right, I'll go wait outside. Put your pants back on and come on out. I'll

her hands

okay? Does it hurt?” Sean quickly closed

while climbing out of the

concoction off his body, he put on his pants and walked out of

his white pants were

ordered as she continued

and began wiping his hair with

handed him a glass of water, but he refused it and said, “I want

“But...”

so the booze will help numb some of the

Felch, should we give him some painkillers or something?” Sean asked anxiously as he poured Danrique a glass of

glanced at Danrique. “Do you want

Danrique replied while sipping on the

tip of the iceberg. The

at her in annoyance. “You talk too much,

an eyebrow at him as she grabbed her

apply the medication