In a thatched hut hidden in a tropical rainforest in Africa, a man had his head lowered in the dim light. His muscular upper body was bare, and his muscles were covered in a layer of sweat that expanded with the frequency of his breathing.
There was a bandaged wound on his chest that was bleeding. The dark red color looked eerie in the dark environment.
"Ugh." The man was in pain and couldn't help but let out a whimper. Then, he gritted his teeth and endured it.
The other person placed the tray filled with hemostatic medicine beside the man and took out scissors to cut the bandage on the man's body.
"Young Master, I'll apply medicine for you now. Bear with me," another person said.
The man let out a long sigh of relief and felt as if the pain had lessened. "It's okay."
