NovelEnglishChapter 92 The guys didn't react quickly enough. I saw Wanda throw a wine glass at Lyla and reached out without thinking Thus, the glass hit the back of my hand. Shards of glass fell, and blood started dripping from my hand onto the floor. The pain madedrop to the ground.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLyla cover quickly and yelled, "Ev!" Upon hearing the noise, Ethan and Antoine ran back from the deck. When Ethan saw my bloody hand, his face grew grim.
Helelt beside me, grabbed a clean towel, and pressed it against my hand. "Where does it hurt?" I was really scared of pain, but usually handled it well. Even when I was very sick with a high fever last time, I didn't cry. But now, tears quickly filled my eyes when I saw how worried Ethan looked. "I don't know. It hurts" When I said it hurt, Ethan looked even more anxious. He told Antoine to find the ship's doctor before pickingup and carryingto my room.
"It's going to be okay. The doctor will be here soon, and it won't hurt for much longer." Theld the towel against my hand, my eyes tearing up as I thought to myself, "He's lying. It's going to hurt for a while" Soon, Antoine cback with the ship's doctor. After checking my hand, the doctor said that while there were no injuries to my tendons or bones, the wound was deep and needed stitches Lyla was about to cry.
1. y. She felt really bad. "I'm so sorry, Eve. It's my fault you're hurt." I was in a lot of pain and scared by the stitching tools. Nevertheless, I tried to smile at Lyla. "It's not your fault. I'm okay." "Get her out of here," Ethan said, holding my hand carefully and looking at Lyla with a serious face Antoine agreed. "Let's go outside for now." Lyla shook her head. "I'm not leaving" Sering the stitching tools was makingnervous, so I told Lyla, "You should go outside. I'm fine" Antoine explained that the room needed to be clean and that too many people would contaminate the area. After much coaxing, he managed to get Lyla to leave.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith only Ethan, the doctor, andin the room, I watched as the doctor picked up the needle and scissors. My hand automatically shrank away from Ethan's grip. "Aren't we going to use anesthesia? Lasked, feeling nervous The doctor shook his head. "We don't usually use anesthesia for these kinds of wounds. Just try to hang in there." He started cleaning the wound with lodine, and the smell assaulted my nostrils. I felt scared and looked at Ethan for comfort. He gently covered my eyes with his warm hand "It's going to be okay. The doctor will be careful." Ethan's warm hand on my eyes madeforget to pull away. Slowly, my fear seemed to lessen
Since I couldn't see, my other senses becsharper, Theard Sharper, Ethan Say softly, "Be gentle. She's scared"
The doctor agreed and seemed to pick up the needle. As the doctom started stitching up my wound, Ethan leaned in closer. "Evelyn, do you want to see a pink dolphin-
The warmth of his breath made my ear feel hot instinctively tried to pull away, but Ethan's voice, now tinged with amusement, stopped "Why are you pulling away? I'm just asking if you want to see a pink dolphin"
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