Chapter 952 Trembling
Samuel had guessed the severity of her injury from the amount of blood staining her pants, but seeing the actual wound with his own eyes was a completely different scenario.
Although the man had a pair of thick goggles on, Natalie could see he was staring intently at her wound.
The goggles made him look insincere, but those eyes of his were filled with nothing but anguish.
Still, that made Natalie feel uncomfortable.
She tried to move her leg so as to avoid the man’s gaze, only to feel her ankle being held tightly.
“Don’t move,” the man instructed in a deep voice. “You’ll mess up the stitching if you do, and I’ll have to start over. That’s going to waste more time.”
Tensing up, Natalie muttered, “Hurry it up then.”
With the help of some cotton gauze, Samuel dabbed away all the blood around the injury. Then, he grabbed a needle and some thread, preparing to stitch the wound.
Even he felt slightly nervous stitching her up. If his distress caused him to lose his composure, Natalie would end up feeling more pain. With that in mind, Samuel began to stitch the wound. Every time he pierced her skin with the needle, he, too, felt as if his heart was being stabbed.
Despite that, for the whole ten-minute duration, Natalie never cried out in pain.
Still, beads of sweat could be seen rolling down her forehead by the time Samuel was done. The latter was not doing any better either; his mask and goggles were now drenched in sweat as well.
“Did you really have to go this far just to put on a show?” Samuel could not help but grumble as he got up slowly. Did she not know that she wouldn’t be the only one in pain by doing this?
“How else would I be able to put on a show?” Natalie raised her head willfully. “Don’t expect me to thank you. I probably would’ve already been inside Yvette’s ward by now if you hadn’t held me back.”
“You’re quite the ingrate.”
“I never said I wasn’t one.”
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