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"What should we do?" Sean asked worriedly.
"Fetch me the blade!" Francesca urged.
"I..."
"Here, you can use this." Danrique handed her his crescent-shaped dagger as he continued, "Don't worry. Just do whatever it is you need to do."
He was so casual about it even though it was him who would be operated upon.
Francesca got to her feet. "I'll go prepare the anesthesia."
"No need for that. Just get it over with as quickly as possible!" Danrique was getting a little impatient.
"It's going to be very painful. I will have to cut off all the necrotic tissue in the area-"
"Shut up! Just do as I said!" Danrique shouted while closing his eyes.
'Very well. You asked for it."
Francesca then sat down beside the bathtub and began carving the necrotic flesh off Danrique's wound while Sean watched on in horror.
Upon stealing a glance at Danrique, Francesca noticed that he was only frowning slightly and didn't seem to be in pain at all.
The blood flowing out of the wound slowly dripped into the bathtub and stained the herbal concoction dark red.
On top of that, the bathroom was also filled with the scent of the herbal concoction and the stench of blood.
Because Francesca was very decisive with her cuts, it didn't take her long to remove all of the necrotic tissue. “All right, I'll go wait outside. Put your pants back on and come on out. I'll treat your wound for you."
She then washed her hands and left the bathroom.
"Mr. Lindberg! Are you okay? Does it hurt?" Sean quickly closed the door and helped Danrique up.
"I'm fine," Danrique replied calmly while climbing out of the bathtub.
After wiping the herbal concoction off his body, he put on his pants and walked out of the bathroom.
As the wound was still bleeding, his white pants were soon stained red.
"Here, sit down!” Francesca ordered as she continued preparing the bandages and medication.
Danrique sat down on the sofa and began wiping his hair with the towel.
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