After securing the tourniquet to stop the bleeding and using antiseptic solution to rinse off the blood, the doctor took a cotton pad and carefully cleaned Gan Yuan’s wound.
As his gaze fell on the exposed flesh of her injury, Huangfu Jue’s blue eyes darkened with anger.
His hand comfortingly stroked her back as he pressed her face back against his chest to prevent her from looking at the wound.
The antiseptic stung, and with a sandpaper-like pain, she remained silent without uttering a sound.
As the doctor picked up the suture thread, the man gave another order.
"Make sure she doesn’t have a scar!"
The doctor looked troubled, "Sir, I will try my best to stitch it up, but it’s almost impossible to not leave a scar."
The wound wasn’t deep, but it was several centimeters long; such an injury was bound to leave a mark.
He cursed without any courtesy.
The bodyguards and assistants stood by, none daring to speak up to comfort him; in the end, it was Gan Yuan who spoke up.
"Doctor, don’t mind him, just stitch it up however," she said firmly as she turned her face away from Huangfu Jue, "He has a screw loose; don’t stoop to his level!"
The corners of several bodyguards’ and assistants’ mouths twitched as they tensed up, shrinking back.
Who was this person, daring to curse him in front of so many people? Had Gan Yuan gone mad?!
Speculating that the Duke was about to explode, everyone held their breath warily.
The man was so angry that his chest heaved, but as his eyes fell on her wound, he eventually suppressed his fury and held her tightly once more.
If it weren’t for the injury on her leg, he would have taught her a good lesson.
"It’s okay, I can understand the family member’s feelings; we’ll do our best," the doctor said with a smile to Gan Yuan, shaking his head and bending down to focus on the stitches.
With the help of anesthesia, Gan Yuan didn’t feel much pain as the suture needle pierced through her skin time after time. On the contrary, it was Huangfu Jue who, watching the doctor’s movements, furrowed his brows tighter and tighter.
It took nine stitches to complete the suture. After cutting the thread, the doctor bandaged Gan Yuan’s wound carefully and then instructed her on some precautions, such as avoiding pulling at the wound, keeping it dry, and seeking prompt medical attention if any issues arose...
"Doesn’t she need to be hospitalized?" the man asked again.
"It’s just a superficial injury; there’s no need. I’ll prescribe some anti-inflammatory medication for her."
"What about other things?"
"Other things?" The doctor, unable to recall anything else he hadn’t addressed, thought for a moment before smiling and saying, "Diet-wise, she should eat lighter, try to consume more vitamins and protein to promote faster healing of the wound."
Huangfu Jue nodded, "Get her an extra box of ointment."
"She doesn’t need ointment for this; she just needs to cleanse and change the dressing after three days," the doctor explained.
The man frowned, "I’m not getting her ointment for the leg; she has some lacerations."
The doctor’s expression turned serious, "Really? Where? Let me check."
"You don’t need to check; just prescribe the medication," Huangfu Jue said, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the doctor’s face, "That’s not a place for you to examine. Ask another word, and I’ll tear you apart!"
The room fell silent for a few seconds as the doctor’s eyes scanned over his suit-clad upper body before it dawned on him.
"Ah... oh... alright!"
Gan Yuan’s cheeks flushed with heat.
At that moment, she wished she could tear him apart.
This bastard, did he want the whole world to know that they’d slept together?
Feeling him lift her from the treatment bed, her hand reached out ungraciously and forcefully twisted his waist.
Bastard, may it hurt him to death!
Good afternoon [Just one Chapter, don’t complain it’s too little, I’m going to take a nap~!~]