My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1004 Oddly Good Match

“You have a gunshot wound on your leg,” Cassandra remarked as she studied the injury on Spencer’s thigh. When she touched it, she noticed his pants were already soaked in blood.

Upon noticing the harrowing sight of blood on her hand, she grimaced and carried him up.

Spencer was rendered speechless for a moment before he gulped. “Can you not carry me?” This is so embarrassing, especially when there are police officers everywhere. I’m a grown man, and I certainly don’t want to be seen carried around by a petite woman! I wish the ground would swallow me up right about now.

However, Cassandra didn’t understand why the man was feeling ashamed. Expeditiously, she grabbed a medical kit from the tank, leaped out of the vehicle, and landed before him.

Upon opening the medical kit, she pulled out a dagger.

A dogger? Can anyone tell me why there’s a weapon inside a medical kit? A bewildered Spencer watched as Cassandra sanitized the dagger by running it through the fire twice.

She then explained, “We have to get the bullet out of you right now. Hold still, and bear with the pain while I dig the bullet out.”

Is she really going to employ such a simple but brutish technique to extract the bullet from

vehemently. “No! Let’s wait for Ms. Berry.

Cassandra ripped open the leg of his pants,

rang out, and the bullet came out

handkerchief from the medical kit and press it

movements were swift,

she hastily pulled out gauze and bandage from the medical kit. She

of his body, he was in so much agony that he paled and almost fainted. / really do not understand why Cassandra always acts so straightforwardly and savagely, even though she has a cute, innocent, and delicate face. Her appearance is a stork contrast to her demeanor. I must say, her behavior con’t help but moke me recoil a certain hammer-wielding paladin from a popular bottle arena gome. Ugh, f*ck. This is so bloody painful. Still, I must endure. I mustn’t allow her to look down on me. I’m a man, after all! How con I

up once more. “You’re hurt,

Cassandra’s pretty face. Mischievously, she carried him as though he was a

as a man has never taken such a huge

then two figures dashed out of the