You're Out Daddy

Chapter 824 I Cannot Disgrace My Boyfriend

Nevertheless, upon witnessing the grisly sight, Anthony could not pay any less attention to what he was saying and

turned to look at Thalia. “We're going to a hospital!”

Miguel protested, “That's not necessary! It's just a minor injury—”

“Shut up!” Anthony cut him off, causing Miguel to obediently shut his mouth.

Thalia brushed his hair aside and briefly examined his wound. “He'll live. There's no need to get him to a hospital.”

“We can't just leave his wound like that, can we?”

Thalia got out of the car and rummaged through the trunk while the three kids watched from inside the car.

A few minutes later, they saw her retrieve a tiny box from the trunk.

It wasn't until she opened up the box inside the car that they saw the medical supplies inside.

Thalia then took out a bottle of iodine, some cotton swabs, some gauze, and a roll of tape.

After dabbing some iodine on the cotton swabs, she motioned at Miguel and said, “Here, let me treat your wound.”

Miguel flashed her a confused look. “Y-You know how to do this?”

“My boyfriend is a talented doctor. What do you think?” Thalia snapped back at him.

Miguel nodded obediently and leaned his head over toward her, only to let out a scream the moment Thalia dabbed

the cotton swab on his wound.

The three kids all had terrified looks on their faces when they saw that.

“What's wrong?” Thalia asked.

“Are you sure you know how to do this?” Miguel questioned, staring at her with utter disbelief.

“Is there a problem?” Thalia retorted.

“It hurts!” he exclaimed.

That felt like someone stabbed me in the wound with something sharp!

Thalia rolled her eyes at him and said nonchalantly, “Quit being such a crybaby, will you? You're a boy, so act like

one!”

“What, you think boys don't feel pain?”

“How did you even get hired by your boss? Can't you take a little bit of pain?”

“I'm in charge of supporting them from a distance! I don't fight on the frontlines with them, so why should I be able

to endure pain?” Miguel protested.

Thalia arched an eyebrow at him. “I'm surprised you have the audacity to say that!”

“What's wrong with that? You know what? Forget it! I don't want to have it bandaged! We'll just leave the wound as

it is!” Miguel exclaimed. He would rather bleed to death than let Thalia patch him up.

She frowned in displeasure. “What, you don't trust my skills?”

Miguel flashed her a sarcastic smile. “I am not qualified to receive your treatment!”

Being a hot-tempered person, she retorted, “No way! I will bandage your wound for you!”

“That really won't be necessary!”

“I don't care! I'm not about to disgrace my boyfriend!” Thalia insisted.

Miguel stared at her in confusion.

What is she talking about? Do I not have basic human rights now?

He then turned toward Anthony for help. “Do something, Master!”

Anthony was about to say something, but Thalia beat him to it. “If we don't treat his wound as soon as possible, it

could get infected very easily!”

The look on Anthony's face changed the moment he heard that. He then turned toward Miguel and said, “Hang in

there.”

Miguel had nothing further to say at that point.

Thalia's lips curled into a gleeful smile as she got ready to treat him. “Come on!”

Noticing the look of despair on Miguel's face, she added, “Don't worry! I'll be gentle this time!”

“Really?”

She nodded. “Really.”

Miguel hesitantly leaned his head toward her little by little.

Thalia then decided to tease him and shouted, “I'm going to do it as forcefully as possible!”

“Ah!” Miguel quickly pulled away from her in fear, only to see the rest of them laughing at him.

What? What are they all laughing at me for?

“Well? Did that hurt?” Thalia asked.

“Yes, it did!”

Thalia turned toward the three kids and said, “See, kids? This has nothing to do with my technique. It's all in his

head!”

The three kids nodded in unison.

“Now, will you let me do it properly?” Thalia asked.

“No, I want to go to a hospital! Take me to a hospital, Master!” Miguel exclaimed.

“You shall not go to a hospital! That would be the ultimate form of disgrace for my boyfriend!” Thalia snapped back

at him.

“Do I not have the right to decide for myself?” he asked.

Thalia shook her head. “Nope!”

“I—”

“Oh, that's enough! You'll cry and whine even if we take you to a hospital! It'll be the nurses who laugh at you,

then!” Thalia cut him off and started yanking at his head.

Noticing that Miguel was trying to fight back, her expression grew stern as she continued, “You want me to do this

the hard way?”

Miguel knew full well that he couldn't possibly beat Thalia in a fight, so he had no choice but to turn toward Anthony

for help.

Anthony simply motioned at him to put up with it.

Miguel then shifted his gaze back toward Thalia with a helpless look in his eyes.

“I will count to three. If you won't come over, then I will go to you. Don't blame me if it hurts even more, then!” she

warned him.

Miguel simply remained silent.

“One!”

He continued to stare her down with a determined expression.

“Two!”

Still no response from Miguel whatsoever.

“Three!”

Those words had barely left her mouth when Miguel leaned his head toward her.

His surrender sure was an unexpected plot twist.

“That's more like it!” Thalia said with a chuckle.

“Please do it gently!” he whispered.

“All right. I will,” she reassured him as though she were coaxing a baby.

This time, she no longer tried to tease him or scare him in any way. She even reduced the amount of force she

applied to his head.

Having gotten used to being rough, however, Thalia struggled with doing something so delicately and gently.

Even so, she was able to disinfect the wound, apply the ointment, and bandage up the wound according to protocol.

As Thalia wasn't used to doing this, she did a rather poor job of cutting the bandages and folding them. That didn't

stop her from getting the job done, though.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she finished the final step. “There, all done.”

“Is it done?” Miguel asked.

“Yup!” she replied while eyeing her handiwork with pride.

Miguel quickly sat up straight and tried to look at the bandage in the rear-view mirror, but he couldn't see it

because the wound was on the back of his head.

“Now, now, there's no need to look at it! I did a perfect job bandaging your wound! In fact, this is the first time I've

patched up an enemy, so you should consider yourself lucky!” Thalia exclaimed when she saw what he was doing.

“How am I an enemy? We're friends, aren't we?” Miguel protested.

“Would you like to join Darknetz, then?” Thalia asked.

“You know what? Forget I said anything!” Miguel then turned toward Anthony and asked, “How is it, Master?”

Anthony had a strange look on his face and appeared to be holding something back as he stared at the bandages.

A few moments later, he nodded and replied, “Yeah, it looks fine.”

Miguel breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that.

Denise and Benjamin stared at Anthony in confusion.

Did he just call that sloppy excuse of a bandage fine?