Their eyes t.
The girl complained with concern, "Why didn’t you go to the hospital? We’re not doctors." She was afraid of an unexpected situation.
The man didn’t reply, just looked down and reached to unbutton his shirt.
Hailey Hale forced herself to act like a doctor, treating him as a patient.
Finally, she helped him take off the blood-stained shirt, and the wound on his back ca into view. It was a glass cut, not too deep, but about a finger’s length.
It probably didn’t need stitches; the blood had coagulated, so it had stopped bleeding.
She took so antiseptic solution from the dical kit, poured it on a cotton ball, and carefully cleaned around his wound and the surrounding bloodstains.
"Hiss—" Even though Finn Morgan tried to endure it, he couldn’t help but make a hissing sound from the pain.
This girl was too heavy-handed!
Hailey Hale was a carefree type, pampered from a young age with little hands-on ability.
She was not a delicate person, and it was her first ti dealing with sothing like this. She not only had no experience but was also quite panicked, still shaken.
But she was an adult, trying her best to do a good job.
She understood the basic procedure for treating a wound, having seen it on TV dramas.
After disinfecting the wound, she sprinkled so hemostatic powder on it, applied a bit of pain relief ointnt, and then helped him put on a large band-aid.
Without even bothering to tidy up the dical kit, she turned and walked towards the bedroom.
Finn Morgan looked back, "You’re just going to leave like this?"
"I’m on it!" In no ti, she brought out a clean shirt, "Wait a little before you put it on." After saying that, she fetched a basin of hot water and threw a towel into it.
She wrung out the warm towel herself and helped him wipe his back clean, "Don’t take a bath today; you didn’t sweat anyway."
Finn Morgan remained silent, enjoying her care.
Hailey was actually a bit nervous; when their skin touched, her chest inexplicably felt hot, and her heart beat a bit erratically.
After all, n and won should keep a decent distance.
But he was injured because of her; these things should be done by her. Moreover, he had been so good to her, taking her in for so long. Thinking of it as repaynt, she didn’t feel awkward anymore.
Finn Morgan didn’t expect her to have a gentle side. Although her actions were a bit heavy, he inexplicably found it comfortable.
"Why did you shield from the beer bottle? What if it hit your head? Do you know how dangerous that is?"
"But I can’t let it hit you," Finn Morgan blurted out; that’s how he felt.
Hailey countered, "He likes ; he wouldn’t hit that hard."
Finn Morgan frowned and corrected her, "What kind of logic is that? When soone’s hitting, do they gauge the force? Didn’t you know he was drunk? Like he could still recognize you!"
With his words, she pursed her lips and didn’t argue back.
After all, he was right!
After all, he took a bottle for her, she felt quite touched.
"Let cook you so noodles." With that, she started tidying up the dical kit.
Finn Morgan was a bit shocked, "You can cook?"
"Why not?" She glanced up at him, "I may not have eaten pork, but I’ve seen pigs run, haven’t I?" After tidying up the dical kit, she went into the kitchen.
Faced with the pots and pans, Hailey, who was used to being waited on, hesitated for a few seconds.
However, she figured that cooking noodles definitely involved water, so she filled a clean pot with so water and turned on the gas.
Taking the noodles from the cupboard, she put a small handful in the water first. Wouldn’t it be enough for two people?
Therefore, she added another handful, but it still looked insufficient, so she added so more.
In total, she did it five tis, ending up using the entire packet of noodles. Before the water boiled, it still didn’t look like enough.
As ti went by, she watched as the cold water started to steam and gradually boiled.
Gradually, she suddenly noticed that there were more and more noodles in the pot!
She widened her eyes in shock, "How could this happen?" It was full! Almost overflowing!
Why did the noodles increase the more they cooked?
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