Chapter 77
I examined Rexid’s wounds as soon as we returned to the castle. It was enough to disinfect the small scratches, but the deep wound on his side needed to be sutured. So, right now…
“Phew…”
I was sitting on top of Rexid’s bed, carefully sewing up his wounds one stitch at a time. The sterilized needle, medical thread, gauze, and other medical supplies came from the physician, Jonathan. He was a middle-aged man with a beer belly, who became the attending physician of the castle after the incident with the poisonous tea.
“Ha…”
Rexid kept moaning and twitching, and it became rather annoying. So, I stopped stitching up the wound and slapped his bare chest with my hand.
“Ow!”
“Stay still. Why are you faking it? I even gave you anesthesia.”
“It’s not because it hurts…”
“Then what is it?”
“Nevermind! Y-your hand! Stop groping me for no reason!”
