Mark was angry at Arnold for not calling him when he encountered danger, and even angrier at himself for returning too late!
What made him even angrier was the words he heard from Arnold's mouth the next second...
Though his temper had faded, Mark's expression remained unpleasant.
He bandaged Arnold's arm, but that was all he could do.
Without any herbs to stop the bleeding, Arnold's arm was still bleeding, and the newly bandaged area was already stained red with blood.
Mark asked with a strained expression and concern, "Does it hurt?"
Arnold shook his head with a smile, "No, it doesn't hurt."
"Liar!" Mark glared at Arnold, scooped him up in a princess carry, "Come on, I'm taking you to find some herbs to stop the bleeding!"
Arnold's pale cheeks flushed, "Boss, I can walk on my own."
"Walk your ass, stay put! That's an order!" Mark reprimanded Arnold.
Arnold immediately behaved, like a docile quail.
