Upon hearing Asher's request, Yuri looked troubled.

"Master Ash, a few of your friend's wounds are exceptionally deep. I'll only have a clearer idea of how to treat it once I finish cleaning the wound up."

Asher stared at the gory wounds. An intense pain coursed through his entire being.

"Some of these injuries will need stitches, and it's unlikely to avoid scarring entirely."

Seeing Asher's expression turn grim, Yuri tried to lighten the mood with a wry smile. "A few scars won't be a big deal for a young man, would it? It might even add some rugged charm to him. Surely, your friend isn't that fussy, right?"

Asher's brows knitted into a tight frown.

Not that fussy?

Arnold avoided any domestic chores and would change his entire outfit if a single speck of grease landed on it.

If he was not considered fussy, then no one would fit that description.

Asher could already imagine Arnold's frantic reaction upon seeing his scarred back.

"No matter what, please try your best to treat him."

the utmost care for

your sake" made Asher's cheeks

two hours for Yuri to thoroughly treat Arnold's wounds, using the best medications

of Arnold's chest did

in the morning. As long as it returns to normal, we

much, Dr. Williams," Asher thanked Yuri

don't call me Dr. Williams. It

at Asher and said, "Just call me Yuri, like you

slightly, his throat tight

a clear, crisp voice, his eyes brimming

willingly walk through hell

Arnold's side. However, he also could not

on the

sleep. He planned to watch over

the night, exhaustion overcame him, and he fell

cool scent of ointment and felt a weight on his

Asher snapped

"Ash..."

next moment, he saw the bare-chested Arnold straddling him under the hazy moonlight. Arnold's skin, pale to the point of glowing, glistened

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