Carson Flores remained silent.
After all, there was no way to clarify this matter, a typical case of the more one tries to explain, the more confusing it becomes.
Although Shirley Miller felt somewhat ashamed and her face was blushing furiously, she didn't turn and leave. Instead, she composed herself, adjusted her neckline naturally, and continued to treat Carson's wounds. Even some of Carson's unusual reactions seemed to go unnoticed by her. How she truly felt inside, only Shirley herself knew.
Carson felt quite embarrassed and had no choice but to look away, attempting to ease the awkwardness in the air and the inadvertent stirring of tenderness.
After Shirley treated all his wounds, she stood up, put the ointment back in the medicine box, and asked, "How long will these wounds take to heal?"
Carson turned back around, his smile slightly unnatural, "I have a good physique, so in three days at most, they should be healed."
