When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When I looked closer, I realized he was stabbed by a stake, and I frowned again. “How did this happen?”

“I crashed into something during the fight,” he said nonchalantly. “Nothing to be worried about. It missed the vital organs.”

Barely. God, it’s just a few millimetres from his kidney. He had a lot of wounds, but they were minor, just like what he said, but the one on his waist ran deep.

I cleaned his wound for him. Since there was no anaesthetic for him, he felt all the pain from the cleaning up. Lodophor wasn’t as painful as alcohol, but the cotton swab was still going to irritate the wound.

Even so, all he did was frown. He didn’t even flinch, so I asked, “Does it hurt?”

He smiled at me. “No.”

As if. His wound was finger deep. I knew he must be in pain, since he was just human after all. I sighed. “You don’t have to lie. The wound’s too big not to hurt. You aren’t Superman, you know.”

The blood was still flowing out, and I crushed some haemostatic drugs before spreading it on his wound. Even so, the wound wouldn’t stop bleeding. I had to do it a few times before the drugs took effect.

starting to sweat. Luckily, the wound didn’t seem to cause any more complications. After I bandaged it, I

infected as long as you stay

his hand back

I nodded when I noticed him smiling at me. “I do. Are you

eyebrow. “I was in a hurry, so I didn’t have anything to eat. I

the bed, and I was confused about why he

went downstairs. There was a lot of food in the kitchen, but they were mostly bread, jam, and some beef. Western

fridge for that. There was only flour there. In the end, I decided to get some

a two kilometre distance between each house, so there was ample space. Wild plants grew abundant in

a kid. She’d boil the water and toss the vegetables in, then she’d stir it for about ten minutes, and a serving of chowder was done. It was thick and melted easily. Not great, but a good substitute for

when I went back to his room, since his eyes were tightly shut.

and covered him with the blanket. Out of

“Did I wake you?”

shook his head. “I wasn’t asleep in the first place.” Then he looked at the bowl. “What