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Though Millie felt embarrassed, her primary concern was Marcus injury.
“Let’s start by changing clothes. I’ll attend to your wound dressing afterward.”
Harlan directed a servant to fetch a set of clothing for Millie.
The moment Millie caught sight of Marcus’ wound, her breath caught.
A substantial portion of his skin had festered. How had he endured such discomfort?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Allowto assist in applying the medicine,” Millie offered, stepping forward.
The doctor paused in administering treatment and stared at Millie with a puzzled expression.
He had no idea who she was.
However, after witnessing Marcus kiss her under the rain, he surmised her significance to him.
With a gentle look, Marcus turned to Millie.
“Let her take care of it.”
After taking the prescribed medication, she meticulously applied it to his injury.
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A hushed silence enveloped the room. Millie felt a plethora of thoughts crowding her mind, unsure of where to start.
As her gentle touch continued, Marcus could sense her caution and her concern for his well-being.
“Why hasn’t it healed? Medical advancements are considerable nowadays,”
Millie said in a trembling voice.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhy had his condition not improved? Given Marcus’ affluence, top-tier medical care should have yielded significant results. This baffled her.
Marcus adjusted his posture slightly, offering Millie better accessibility to apply the medicine.
“Do you remember the plants you saw at Bruce’s house?”
Millie’s attempt at administering the medicine paused as her thoughts churned. The recollection of the plant juice’s lethal impact on a white mouse cto mind.
“I, too, had been poisoned by the plant. Its poison is extraordinarily intricate, currently incurable,” Marcus remarked in a calm demeanor, trying to ease her worries.
Millie still trembled with unease. How could this happen?
“How were you poisoned? Did Bruce deceive you?”
That plant demanded precise care, beyond the reach of ordinary people.