Ava Kent was more than clear about this.
After sitting for a while and feeling a bit better, she got up to help Amy check Julius Goodman's head injury.
There was already a bump, and the scraped area had traces of blood seeping out, mixing with dirt; it needed to be cleaned first.
Julius Goodman wasn't being cooperative at all; it was impossible for Amy to handle his wound by herself.
So Ava Kent sat directly on the edge of the bed and pinned him down to make it easier for Amy to work.
The two of them were as busy as if they were fighting a battle all night, only getting it done when Julius was worn out and fell asleep.
Amy wiped the sweat off her forehead and stood up, supporting her waist: "Finally, he's not causing trouble. Tomorrow, I'm definitely going to have a good talk with that brat."
Ava Kent helped her sit down: "Auntie, Julius doesn't behave like this often; just let it go. He's suffering too, being drunk."
