"I know."
Stuart Weston waved his hand, looking very relaxed.
Little did he know, Mia Lawson, filled with resentment, put in a lot of effort when applying the medicine, almost invoking curses from Stuart Weston.
Ouch!
That hurts!
Then—
Flossie Wright and Becca Reyes had not yet had a chance to leave when, suddenly, a figure appeared next to them.
It was Calvin Ramos.
Like them, Calvin Ramos was soaking wet, his body muddied, but with his tall stature and unique aura, he did not seem at all disheveled when he appeared before everyone.
"How is he doing?"
Without looking at them, Calvin Ramos walked straight over and asked the nurse.
Turning her head and seeing a handsome face, the nurse froze for a moment, her cheeks turning bright red, and in a voice as low as a mosquito's, she whispered, "Sprain."
"How severe?"
