It'll Come Naturally novel Chapter 420

"Daisy, let me help you to fix the bruise on your face." Tom placed the medical kit on the chair beside him. He also noticed the scratch on Daisy's face.

"It's okay, it will heal by itself in a few days, don't worry." She was not as fragile as other women were. She had endured more severe injuries in the past, and in most cases, the wounds healed naturally.

"But it's on your face. I'm afraid there would be scars if it is left untreated." Tom frowned. If the scratch was on any other part of her body, he wouldn't push her. But the face was the most important feature of a woman's body. As a doctor, he couldn't leave it as it was. She was spoiling her beauty by refusing to receive the treatment, and he would not let that happen.

"Yes, he's right. Daisy, you'd better let him apply some medicine on your face. Edward would be unhappy to see your injured face when he wakes up." Rain raised his eyebrows mischievously. He glanced at Edward who was lying in the ICU and shook his head with a sigh. If Edward were awake right now, he would scold him severely.

"Okay." As soon as she heard Edward's name, she immediately compromised. Edward was her soft spot, and this wouldn't change as long as she lived.

"It might be a little painful. I will clean up the wound to remove the dirt and then I will disinfect the wound." Tom said while rubbing her wound gently with a cotton swab wetted with iodine. Although he was cautious about the pressure, the stimulation of the iodine made Daisy feel a piercing pain. She unwittingly furrowed her beautiful eyebrows.

"Tom, be gentle! Don't you see Daisy is frowning because of the pain?" Rain exclaimed as he saw Daisy's distressed face. He seemed more nervous than Daisy who was actually getting the treatment and suffering the pain.

"How about you do it then?" Tom stared at Rain. Did Rain think that Tom was happy to accept this difficult task? If he didn't clean the dust on the wound now, how would the wound heal faster? Rain was an idiot for being unaware of this common knowledge. And to make things worse, he was causing distraction, Tom thought.

"Oh, don't ask me to do it. This is not my profession. You do the job." Rain turned his head away. "Out of sight, out of mind," as the saying went, he felt better if he didn't watch it himself.

"Daisy, does it hurt?" Tom asked while continuing to mend the wound. He attentively rubbed every scratch on her face; he wondered how she got injured like this because all her wounds were covered with a thin layer of dust. Had her face been rubbed on the ground? Tom wondered.

In fact, she didn't rub her face on the ground. The sniper rifle in her hands stirred her when she jumped out of the car, and she fell onto the ground with her face down, that was how she got hurt.