Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 941

"Ouch!"

In an instant, Rebecca White's cheeks blushed a deep crimson, embarrassment washing over her as she struggled to pull away. "Mr. Johnson..." "Stay still!"

Francis furrowed his brow, his tone a bit stern.

"You and James, acting like kids. Do I need to coddle you too?"

"..." Rebecca White was at a loss for words. What kind of question was that? But his words had the effect of making her stop struggling.

With the light aiding his vision, Francis carefully examined her ankle.

His expression grew even more somber.

Her usually slender and pale ankle was now alarmingly swollen, radiating heat and reddened.

He glanced up at her with a reproachful look, "Why did you lie when I asked you earlier?"

"..." Rebecca found herself speechless. How was she supposed to respond?

"Sigh..."

Francis let out a soft sigh, shaking his head in resignation.

He reached for a small box on the table and opened it.

peered over, noticing it seemed to contain some kind of

from within, grasped it firmly, and twisted it open, immediately filling the air with a strong medicinal

he cautioned, "This might sting

lips and

then took out a spatula from the box, scooped some ointment from the bottle, and gently applied it to the swollen

"Ah!"

couldn't hold back a

skin felt like a mix

tried to pull her leg away, but Francis

""Don't move!"

"Didn't I tell you to bear

"..." Rebecca was stunned.

did say that, but how could she control

""Oh."

on her lip, enduring the pain with eyes

felt a pang

The medicine is painful, but it's effective.

Francis, learning

onto her calf to keep her from moving. After applying the medicine, he covered the ointment with a Band-Aid,. smoothing out the edges

swn y

properly done, he reassured her, "All

her thanks, gently moving her leg

indeed, the

the initial burning sensation, a cool relief spread through her ankle,