Halfway through she was removing the gauze, Ralph pressed her hand with his uninjured hand and said, "Forget it."
"Sean will do it for me."
"Just a scar. Nothing."
As he spoke, he was about to take his hand away from hers.
Lottie quickly pressed it down.
She bit her lip, and said with a persistent look in her eyes. "I want to see."
She looked so sincerely and persistently.
Ralph looked at her helplessly and smiled. "Must you?"
Lottie nodded. She lowered her head and untied the gauze wrapped around his hand layer by layer.
The patched wound on the man's hand was revealed little by little in front of her.
The wound was deep and long that it almost split his palm into two.
Even though she boasted that her heart was mighty, Lottie couldn't help but tremble when she saw this shocking wound.
Ralph smiled helplessly and subconsciously covered the wound with gauze. "I told you not to look at it."
"How can a little girl bear this?"
After that, he pulled back his hand and tried to wrap it with the gauze again.
He didn't expect that Lottie bit her lip and once again grabbed his arm. She held his injured palm in her hand. "Such a deep wound, did you grab the blade?"
Ralph paused and nodded.
"Why so stupid?"
She reproved in a low voice and looked for medicine from the chest. "What kind of medicine does Sean usually apply to you?"
Ralph pointed at a bottle in the corner of the chest.
Lottie picked up the bottle and carefully poured the medicine out for him. At the same time, she glanced at his wound with a little reproach, feeling distressed. "How could you be so silly to block a blade with your hand?"
Ralph gave her an affectionate look. "The man wanted to hurt you with a knife. It was too urgent for me to think about it."
Lottie was shocked.
He blocked the blade with his hand because the situation was urgent and he protected her without thinking...
How much did this man love her before?
Thinking of this, a strange feeling came to her heart.
Lottie didn't know whether she should be glad that she was the one he loved, or sad that she couldn't remember what had happened before.
As thinking, she had already poured the medicine out.
She carefully applied it to him. "Ralph."
"Yes."
"It must hurt a lot, right?"
She bit her lip, sighed deeply, and asked.
"The broken porcelain shard just now cut through my finger. There is just a shallow wound and I feel very painful."
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