Bobby obediently sat on the sofa waiting for him.
As soon as Baron Lawrence walked over, he squatted down, opened the Medicine Box, took out the Disinfectant alcohol without any unnecessary words, and started treating the scrapes on Bobby's left leg with a cotton swab.
"Hiss—" The alcohol touched the wound, and Bobby couldn't help but sharply inhale, his left leg starting to flail.
Baron Lawrence grabbed his ankle, pulling him to keep him still, and looked up, "Don't move!"
After saying that, he frowned and continued to disinfect the cuts on his left leg with alcohol.
Bobby hadn't noticed at first that his leg was injured and only realized it hurt after the fact.
However, although he had deliberately knocked over the coffee in that person's hand, he hadn't been too close, so the glass shards had just caused a small cut.
