"Please hurry up!" Sean Morgan couldn't help urging from the side.
The doctor nodded, quickly placed the medical kit on the coffee table and opened it, taking out all the tools needed to treat the bullet wound. It was then he realized, in his rush out, he had forgotten something.
"I left in a hurry and didn't bring the anesthetic. Young master, do you think... should we have someone go back and get it?" The doctor quickly reported honestly to Noah Drexler.
Upon hearing this, Sean Morgan quickly looked over at the bodyguard beside him, about to order when Noah Drexler suddenly spoke up.
"No need, go ahead." He leaned back on the sofa, his handsome face covered in sweat from the pain.
"This..." Upon hearing Noah Drexler's words, the doctor showed a surprised expression. After a moment, he nodded and agreed.
"Alright!"
As he spoke, the doctor took out a roll of gauze and placed it directly by Noah Drexler's mouth.
"Please, open your mouth!"
