Scott Harris earnestly disinfected each of his injured areas, then simply bandaged them with gauze. Only after this did he pack up his things, stand up, and say softly, "Lord, I've already treated you."
"Leave."
It seemed Lord wanted to spend some time alone with the Young Madam.
"Yes, my Lord." Scott Harris did not delay, picked up the medicine box, and tiptoed out. After stepping out, he didn't forget to gently close the door behind him.
With a clicking sound.
The enormous hospital room now only had Enna Clark and Baron Lawrence left in it.
The person on the hospital bed slept soundly, her gentle, delicate brows as beautiful as a painting, calming just by looking at her...
But her complexion was too pale, her bloodless lips almost devoid of any color.
Because she was so pale, the bite mark on her lower lip appeared particularly conspicuous.
