Ten minutes later, Enna Clark found the medicine box in the room.
For some reason, it was filled with all sorts of anti-inflammatory drugs, and it also had all the necessary tools for bandaging.
Some of the contents didn't look new. You could tell that he had used them frequently in the past.
Enna Clark found it hard to imagine scenarios where Baron Lawrence would need these on a regular basis. After all, given his status, there was hardly anything that could injure him.
She didn't think too much of it and carried the medicine box to the bed, deftly helping the man who lay sprawled out like a resting lion to remove the bandages from his body.
The wound that was bloody and gory when she had seen it yesterday morning had already started to scab over today. Enna couldn't help but be amazed by his extraordinary healing ability.
