Upon hearing Asher’s request, Yuri looked troubled.
“Master Ash, a few of your friend’s wounds are exceptionally deep. I’ll only have a clearer idea of how to treat it once I finish cleaning the wound up.”
Asher stared at the gory wounds. An intense pain coursed through his entire being.
“Some of these injuries will need stitches, and it’s unlikely to avoid scarring entirely.”
Seeing Asher’s expression turn grim, Yuri tried to lighten the mood with a wry smile. “A few scars won’t be a big deal for a young man, would it? It might even add some rugged charm to him. Surely, your friend isn’t that fussy, right?”
Asher’s brows knitted into a tight frown.
Not that fussy?
Arnold avoided any domestic chores and would change his entire outfit if a single speck of grease landed on it.
If he was not considered fussy, then no one would fit that description.
Asher could already imagine Arnold’s frantic reaction upon seeing his scarred back.
“No matter what, please try your best to treat him.”
“Of course, I’ll use the utmost care for your sake,” Yuri replied.
Hearing “for your sake” made Asher’s cheeks flush slightly.
It took over two hours for Yuri to thoroughly treat Arnold’s wounds, using the best medications available.
Only when he saw the steady heaving of Arnold’s chest did Asher finally feel relieved.
“We’ll check his temperature again in the morning. As long as it returns to normal, we should be in the clear,” Yuri said as he wiped the sweat from his brow.
“Thank you so much, Dr. Williams,” Asher thanked Yuri genuinely.
“Master Ash, please don’t call me Dr. Williams. It makes me feel uneasy.”
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