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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

with the scent of the herbal

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

washed her hands and

Lindberg! Are you okay? Does it hurt?” Sean quickly closed the

Danrique replied calmly while climbing out of

his body, he put on his pants and walked

his white pants were soon stained

ordered as she continued

and began wiping

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

“But...”

it. This next step is going to hurt a lot, so the booze will help numb

Sean asked anxiously as he poured Danrique a glass of

at Danrique. “Do you want

necessary,” Danrique replied while sipping on the

of the iceberg. The real agonizing pain begins when I apply the medication later. You'd better prepare yourself for it!” Francesca said with a

glared at her in annoyance. “You

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

the