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.

what, please try your best

use the utmost care for your sake,"

"for your sake" made Asher's cheeks flush

for Yuri to thoroughly treat Arnold's wounds,

saw the steady heaving of

check his temperature again in the morning. As long as it returns to normal, we should be in

you so much, Dr. Williams,"

don't call me Dr. Williams. It makes me feel

said, "Just call me Yuri,

pale lips parted slightly, his

clear, crisp

walk through hell a thousand times for

not

ended up sleeping on the sofa, making do for the

did not intend to sleep. He planned to watch over his little fox until

latter half of the night, exhaustion overcame him, and he fell into

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