When Ronald pounced onto the soldier, he also took a strike on his back and had a long wound there.
Ronald returned to the barracks and took off his shirt. Irene looked at the densely packed wounds and felt her heart throb in pain.
She had actually touched these wounds on the bed before, but seeing them directly for the first time was still shocking.
Irene looked at the bloody wound that extended from his right shoulder to his left lower back. It was still bleeding.
Irene's hand that held the cotton ball could not stop trembling. She didn't dare to do it because she was afraid of hurting him.
Ronald did not feel Irene's action of applying the medicine. He looked back in confusion and saw Irene lowering her head to cover her face and sobbing. He held Irene's face with both hands. "Why are you crying? I won't die."
