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.

matter what, please try your best to treat

course, I'll use the utmost care for your sake," Yuri

your sake" made Asher's

Yuri to thoroughly treat Arnold's wounds, using the best medications

heaving of

to normal, we

so much, Dr. Williams," Asher thanked Yuri

don't call me Dr. Williams. It makes

at Asher and said, "Just call me Yuri, like you

parted slightly, his throat tight

with a clear, crisp voice, his eyes

willingly walk through hell a

he also could not sleep beside him for fear of accidentally touching his

up sleeping on the sofa, making do for the

he did not intend to sleep. He planned to watch over his

exhaustion overcame him, and he

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