Juliana looked up at old Mr. Leach and asked, "Grandpa, is there anything else?"
Old Mr. Leach saw that Juliana was calm. Although he had doubts in his mind, he could not help but want to believe her because of her aura.
Old Mr. Leach looked at Benson, who was still sleeping, said "Nothing", and went out.
Juliana and Benson were left in the room.
Juliana looked at Benson sleeping and then his arm with blood all over it and felt quite upset.
At that time when Benson lost his mind, he still did not hurt her but preferred to use this way to restrain himself instead of hurting her.
She was moved by him.
"Benson, what kind of a person are you?"
Juliana muttered in a low voice and began to clean Benson and dress the wound.
For convenience, she took off his clothes except for his underpants.
The medication that had been used before no longer worked for Benson's current condition, so she was going to acupuncture him first and try to get it under control.
The sedative might only be effective on Benson for an hour or two.
Once it lost its effect, he would likely have another attack.
No sooner had Juliana acupunctured Benson and put away the silver needles than she heard the sound of arguing outside.
Zach, "Grandpa Leach, how could you leave Juliana alone in there? It's all that woman's fault tonigh! She's evil!"
Old Mr. Leach, "Don't say that about Jill. It was thanks to her that Benson didn't have to use Noan tranquillizer tonight."
Zach was furious at the mention of it, "If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have had to get a shot for nothing..."
"Forget it, Grandpa Leach, I'm not going to argue with you. I'll go in and see Benson. He still needs to take medication to suppress his condition."
Old Mr. Leach didn't budge, "Jill won't let anyone in. Let's wait outside."
Zach snapped again, "You left that stupid woman alone with Benson? Don't you know what she's like? She'd rather die than marry Benson. What if she gets mad and kills Benson?"
At that moment, the door of the room opened.
Juliana stood in the doorway and glanced faintly at Zach, "I don't want to be a widow yet nor do I want to break the law."
Zach choked for a moment.
Juliana stepped aside, "Moreover, one should not judge before one gets a complete picture of the problem. Mr. Harding, your manner needs to be improved."
She meant that he was ill-mannered.
Zach glared at Juliana, "You're well-mannered. You played with men. You..."
Zach was shouting when he met Juliana's bright, clear, but cold eyes, and he was suddenly stuck.
He felt inexplicably guilty and went into the room without saying anything.
Old Mr. Leach looked at Juliana, "Zach has a sharp tongue. Don't take what he said to heart. If you really mind it, talk to Benson and he'll beat that kid up for you."
Juliana thought old Mr. Leach was really trying to persuade her to be generous and not take it to heart.
She laughed at what he said and nodded, "I'll beat him up myself."
Old Mr. Leach liked Juliana's straightforwardness and cheerfulness without any pretentiousness.
The point was, his grandson Benson liked her!
Zach was stunned when he entered the room and saw Benson well bandaged and then checked him out.
Juliana had only known Benson for a short time and did not know enough about his body.
At this moment, she saw Zach take a needle, pierce Benson's finger, then drip it on a device, as if measuring the level of blood glucose.
Juliana asked him, "What is this for?"