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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.

slowly dripped into the bathtub

of that, the bathroom was also filled with the

all of the necrotic tissue. “All right, I'll go wait

washed her hands and

Does it hurt?” Sean quickly

calmly while climbing out of

off his body, he put

the wound was still bleeding, his white pants were

she continued

sat down on the sofa and

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

“But...”

going to hurt a lot, so the booze will help

or something?” Sean asked anxiously as he poured Danrique

at Danrique. “Do

won't be necessary,” Danrique replied while sipping

sound. What you felt earlier in the bathroom was just the tip of the iceberg. The real agonizing pain begins when I apply the medication later. You'd better prepare yourself for it!” Francesca

at her in annoyance. “You talk too

as she grabbed her medical

the medication now, so brace