After treating the wound, Caroline Edwin threw the cotton swab into the trash and put the lid back on the disinfectant bottle before putting it away in the medicine box.
She specifically reminded him with concern, "Avoid getting it wet during this time. You're a doctor, so you should know this."
Blake sat down casually on the sofa, his deep eyes shimmering with color, inadvertently emanating a hormone-filled aura.
"I'll listen to the youngster."
He raised his thick eyebrows, looking at her intently.
At this moment, their roles seemed to have reversed - she was the doctor, and he was the injured patient seeking treatment.
"There's a bathrobe in the bathroom, but it's a men's size, so it's a bit large. Go wash up and sleep. I'll sleep in the secondary bedroom, and you can have the master bedroom."
As soon as Blake finished speaking, Caroline's phone rang unexpectedly.
She picked up her phone and saw the caller's name on the screen, which made her let out a soft laugh.
