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

the utmost care for your

"for your sake" made Asher's cheeks

thoroughly treat Arnold's wounds, using the best

of Arnold's

in the morning. As long as it returns to normal, we should be in the

you so much, Dr.

Dr.

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

parted slightly, his throat tight with

crisp

willingly walk through hell a thousand times for

dared not leave Arnold's side. However, he also could not

the sofa, making

intend to sleep. He planned to watch over his

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

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