When Beryl opened it, she realized that the medicine inside was all unclaimed. They were only printed with the usage and treatment effects, and the relevant documents and other certificates had not been approved yet.
"These are not three-no products, are they?"
Marcellus was stunned for a moment, and then his peach blossom eyes narrowed into a line with a smile. "If Kevin heard what you said, he would probably vomit blood with anger."
Beryl frowned. "I'm not joking."
"Don't worry, this medicine is specially developed and provided by Lane's Hospital. It's not for sale. The reason why I didn't apply the medicine in the hospital just now was that I was afraid that the ointment wouldn't work and would leave scars. It's much better to use this." Marcellus looked at her jokingly. "Can you apply it to me now with peace of mind?"
Beryl took the ointment and pointed at the bed. "Lie down."
Marcellus did as she said and left her a whole back. "Be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."
Beryl curled her lips. After disinfecting her hand, she dipped a cotton swab in the white cream and carefully applied it to his wound.
When she reached the broken skin on his waist, she heard the man's low cry. "Ouch, it hurts, it hurts..."
She was shocked and thought that she had used too much strength. She quickly withdrew her hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"Well, is my skin broken?"
"Yes, hold on a little longer. I'm already being very gentle."
Hearing her nervous tone and the side she couldn't see, Marcellus smirked. "Alright, try to be as gentle as possible."
Beryl once again stretched out her hand to help him apply the ointment under great pressure. She left almost as soon as the cotton swab touched his skin. She had to repeat it several times before she could apply the ointment evenly.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce