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Wilfred looked at Karina, but in the end, he didn't say what was on his mind.

"How much longer are you going to wrap it?" he asked.

Karina snapped out of her thoughts and realized she had nearly mummified his hand in bandages. "Oh, sorry! You were talking to me earlier, and I got distracted. Let me undo some of this." She carefully unwrapped a couple of outer layers, and the bandaging instantly looked much better.

Still, Karina couldn't help her worried expression. "How did you get hurt? Did you grab the knife directly earlier?"

Adjusting the bandages to feel more comfortable, Wilfred replied casually, "No, it just grazed me."

Karina's brows knit tightly together. She felt an urge to storm down to the police station and give the culprit a piece of her mind.

At the same time, she couldn't understand Wilfred's calm demeanor. He acted as if being injured was no big deal, his expression unbothered, like this was just another ordinary day.

She couldn't hold back. "You've only done basic treatment. Make sure you apply ointment when you get home, and don't let it get wet-"

"You don't need to worry

caught

own. Don't fuss over it. Besides, you've got work to do. Go

"No way! You injured your right hand, and

especially for internal procedures. For a doctor,

right-handed, and the injury

was both deep and long, narrowly avoiding

pain this long without showing any signs of

a surgery in that state made

in any shape for a major surgery. If you insist on going through with it, it won't just be the surgery

his profession seriously. Framing it this way was her best chance to make him

silent for a moment, his brows furrowed. "There's no one

heart heavy with discomfort. Without