Chapter 173

Clara was standing in the living room, but she could still hear the doctor’s words. She knew all too well what he meant by “not bounce

back.”

Her hands were clenched tightly around the hem of her shirt. Her heart skipped a beat. The next second, she heard the doctor calling her in, handing her two boxes of ointment and saying, “Apply this morning, noon, and night. Keep the area dry for the next few days, and once the wound is fully healed, we can check the functionality. I suspect that’s when we’ll need your cooperation.”

Clara was taken aback, “Cooperate how?”

The doctor chuckled, “Well, of course, by helping his little soldier stand at attention again. You’re his girlfriend. Who else is he going to turn to for help, some other woman?”

“I’m not his girlfriend,” Clara immediately denied.

The doctor didn’t seem to care about her protest, instead he imparted his advice with earnest, “Every couple has their spats, but it’s making up that counts. If you don’t help him recover, you’re the one who’s going to suffer later on,”

waiting for Clara’s reaction, he grabbed his medical bag

the tubes of ointment in her hands feeling like hot potatoes–she couldn’t just toss them aside, yet

contorted in pain, but he managed to say with a hint of wit, “Hand

it to him quickly and then, her cheeks flushed. Til be outside. Call if

made his brows furrow in

waist, he sat on the bed,

in such a vulnerable state.

Don’t mind the doctor’s nonsense. It’s not that serious. Even if I did end up underperforming, I wouldn’t blame

Clara by surprise, and just as she was about to respond, lan’s voice filled her ears again. Tm afraid I can’t make it back home tonight. Mind if I crash

suspect any foul play and would let him stay the night. But the next thing he heard

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