Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

There was no anesthetic left…

Luca looked at the wound that was deep enough to see the bones. The wound needed multilayer mattress stitches, and the pain would be double of usual.

Amur knew she was worried if he would be able to stand the pain. He pursed his lips and looked at her. “Don’t worry. I want you to close the wound.”

Luca looked at him for a few seconds. The wound had to be closed, and they could not wait any longer.

“Where are the supplies?” she asked after having decided to close the wound for Amur.

“They’re in the drawer.” The man pointed at the cabinet beside and said.

Luca opened the cabinet. The supplies were pretty complete except for the anesthetic.

She poured some Povidone-iodine on some cotton and quickly cleaned his wound. Then, she began to close the wound.

The needle poked into his flesh. Amur did not yell or scream. He lowered his head and stared at Luca, who was focused on stitching his wound. The wound on his arm was rather nasty, but she was not afraid when she saw it. Her hands did not even shake.

Amur recalled when Luca had just started to learn to stitch back then. She could not stop herself from throwing up when she was ordered to stitch the wounds of the people who were badly injured after being tortured by Abel.

Her whole body could not stop trembling. She said she had never seen such nasty and scary wounds.

Later, she got more and more proficient. She never threw up again when she was facing these bloody wounds.

Now, Amur had mixed feelings when he looked at her.

Luca sutured the wound very carefully, but that did not affect her speed.

She had already mastered the suture technique when she was on the Island of Despair. She was able to stitch wounds quickly without any expression on her face no matter how bloody they were.

After stitching, Luca looked at the wound that was oozing with a little blood. She took a bottle of powder out of the drawer, moved it closer to her nose, and smelled it. Then, she asked, “Is this used to stop the bleeding?”

was impressed

thought a moment ago. He wanted to have some fun with Luca for a while. After all, the relationships on the Island of Despair were

he saw her stitching the wound, he dared not to do that anymore. He came out of the island late, so he

of the Island of Despair had all learned to stitch wounds, but most of them only went through simple training. The only people who were skilled at stitching wounds were Shanks and a pawn that Abel valued a

woman in front of her displayed

must be Abel’s most important

anything to the person

bandage. Be careful during these few days. Don’t let water get in contact with the wound. Otherwise,

time. Hence, the wound could not come into contact with

she carefully sprinkled the powder on the closed wound. She then covered it up with bandages. He withdrew his hand and unconsciously

Luca saw his small gesture and reminded

Amur acted submissively as

liquid vials and shot a glance at them. She said, “Come on. Turn

curiously as he saw her

Tetanus shot…

the wound is deep. It’d be troublesome to treat it only after it happens,”

don’t need the tetanus shot.” Amur was so

something, she handed the syringe to the

the man nodded and

hand and stood up. She shot Amur a glance. “I’ll be waiting

to tell him something,

treated him like her brother. Although he was unwilling to be her

with a cold expression on his face after he watched her leave the

a grown man will feel embarrassed too, huh? She’s just a woman. It’d be a shame for

talking.” Amur clenched his fists, and the movement pulled on

was angry. He stopped talking and gave Amur the

went out