Just now, indeed dealing with the wounds.
But now, Flossie Wright's long sleeves were almost entirely cut off, leaving only the innerwear, and both Flossie, who was just focusing on the pain, and Glenn Hutchinson, who was carefully treating the wounds, didn't notice at first. Not until they finished did they realize that Flossie's upper body was left with just a little fabric.
Since her leg was also injured, Flossie's jeans were almost cut into denim shorts, with both of her slender legs smeared with a layer of ointment. Excluding the wounds, those long legs inexplicably carried a hint of allure.
Glenn Hutchinson's gaze swept over her, with a hint of ambiguity in his expression.
"..." Flossie paused, and after a while, squeezed out a sentence through her teeth, "Give me some clothes."
Damn.
Was she actually shy?!
When Glenn Hutchinson turned to get clothes, Flossie silently mocked herself for a moment.
