"Okay, I will definitely figure it out." Dr. Goodwin quickly nodded, then used tweezers to hold a cotton ball soaked in alcohol to disinfect Seraphina Redgrave's wound.
Strands of pain eventually seeped through the wound into her brain, and Seraphina clenched her fingers, fighting against the pain.
"Knock, knock."
The door was knocked again.
An anxious voice sounded from outside the door, "Dr. Goodwin, something's wrong! You must come up quickly, Young Master Sterling's blood pressure suddenly spiked, and he's muttering nonsense, moving around uncontrollably. In this situation, should we administer a sedative?"
"..."
Why did this suddenly happen?
Seraphina tidied her collar, then pushed Dr. Goodwin, "Don't worry about me for now, go up and see what's going on."
"..."
Dr. Goodwin was indeed anxious as well, ignoring Seraphina's injury, he immediately went upstairs.
