"Enough talk, hurry up!" Baron Lawrence frowned, his back muscles tensing even more.
The doctor hesitated for a moment, then took a syringe out of the box and injected him with anesthetic. Only then did he start to treat the wound.
The full-body anesthetic had a strong sleeping component, and as it took effect, Baron Lawrence slowly closed his eyes.
Enna Clark saw him still frowning despite the anesthesia and felt extreme heartache. To the doctor, she said, "Do you need any help?"
"Ms. Clark, please bring me a basin of warm water," the doctor responded without looking back.
"Okay."
Enna Clark hurried to fetch the water, taking three steps at a time. The doctor handed her a stack of sterilized gauze and said, "Ms. Clark, could you please wipe the blood around Lord's wound for me?"
He added another sentence, "Remember not to let Lord's wound come into contact with water."
"I know." Enna had helped Baron Lawrence with similar wounds before and had the experience.
