Her mind was blank when she grabbed the medical kit.

She hurried back to her room.

At the moment, he had passed out on her bed and was not as restless as before. He was so quiet, and his blood was slowly flowing on his arm. What a heartbreaking scene.

If she left him alone like that and let him sleep until tomorrow, perhaps he would be long dead.

She took a deep breath, stepped forward and opened the medical kit. The wound on his arms were not shallow, so he must have cut himself really hard.

She carefully cleaned the wound with iodine, sprinkled some anti- inflammatory powder over it to stop the bleeding, and then wrapped his arm tightly with a hemostatic bandage.

Finally, the bleeding stopped.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

She was afraid that he would get an infection.

She rummaged through the medical kit and found the antibiotic injection.

She remembered that she had used such an injection when she helped Karl deal with his gunshot wound.

There should be no problem with it.

As she stuck the sharp needle into his arm.

he gave a

up and pushed in the

muttered something

inaudible, she heard it clearly. "Joyce, I'm sorry. Forgive me.

in her hand,

were all

It was too messy.

didn't know what she was really thinking. At that moment, she seemed

and she could no longer

But he didn't.

would rather cut himself and lost all the blood, than

was deeply

years and

out her hand and caressed his face. Those familiar lines were still as rigid as she

still couldn't bear to see

was all the same four years

at Ricky

sort out

that weighed on her heart and kept her breathless every day and

about the incident, except for Christian and Vicki, who had saved her

mention a single word to

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