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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.

blood flowing out of the wound slowly dripped into the bathtub and stained the herbal concoction dark

filled with the

her long to remove all of the necrotic tissue. “All right, I'll go wait outside. Put your pants back on and come

her hands and left the

hurt?” Sean quickly closed the door and

calmly while climbing

put

was still bleeding, his

sit down!” Francesca ordered as she continued preparing the

on the sofa and began wiping

glass of water, but he refused it and said, “I want vodka on

“But...”

next step is going to hurt a lot, so the booze will help numb some of the pain,”

some painkillers or something?” Sean asked

at Danrique.

be necessary,” Danrique replied while sipping

the bathroom was just the tip of the iceberg. The real agonizing pain begins when I apply the

annoyance. “You talk too much, you

simply arched an eyebrow at him as she grabbed her medical kit and knelt down in

to apply the medication now, so