How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 91

Morwenna was thoroughly frustrated.

She decided that next time something came up, she'd handle it herself. Relying on others clearly wasn't working out.

Poor Fletcher had no idea about the underhanded tactics Stuart was up to.

As she turned to leave, Morwenna declared, "I'll go call a doctor."

Stuart's tone was nonchalant. “Don’t bother. You take care of it. If you bring someone else in, I won’t let them treat it.”

“Stuart, how can you be so reckless with your own health!”

Without turning, Stuart faced away from Morwenna. “I’m not joking.”

Morwenna had no doubt about the seriousness of Stuart’s words. He was known for his reckless traits.

Through clenched teeth, she said, “I'll grab the first aid kit then.”

His voice was calm. “If things are still where they were, it should be in the second drawer of the storage cabinet over there.”

Morwenna found the first aid kit exactly where Stuart had said it would be.

She carried it over and grimly began to peel off the gauze from Stuart’s back.

The gauze was blood-stained and stuck to his wounds after drying. Carefully, Morwenna dampened it with antiseptic solution, slowly peeling it away.

Then she saw the extent of Stuart’s injuries—various cuts and bruises, some swollen, even pus forming under the moist bandages.

Morwenna gasped.

It was worse than she thought.

She stood up abruptly. “We really need to get a doctor, Stuart. Your wounds are infected.”

“No doctors.”

“But... I don’t know how to handle this properly.”

“Just clean it like a normal wound. I’ll go to the hospital later.”

Stuart was so stubborn, Morwenna felt helpless.