The place of the wound was a bit embarrassing. Carla had to treat it, or it might become infected. She hurt her back, and the injury was exactly beside the clasps of her bra.
"No, thanks. I'll deal with it by myself." Carla politely declined Noah's offer to help her with blushing cheeks. Taking some cotton swabs and iodine, she went into the cabin and drew the curtain across for privacy.
She took her phone out and pressed the front-facing camera on and leaned it against the wall, so she could see her back. Then she lifted her shirt to deal with the wound.
"Ouch!" She frowned as she fumbled with the clasps.
There was a trickle of blood from the wound down her back, and it hurt so much.
She dipped the cotton swab into the iodine solution and reached up behind her back. Carla clenched her teeth to stop herself from screaming, but she couldn't help let out a painful groan.
Girls are afraid of pain, and Carla was no exception.
"Are you all right? Need a hand?" inquired Noah with concern in his voice. He was waiting on the other side of the curtain.
"No, thanks!" answered Carla in haste. "I can manage it."
If Noah were a woman, she would have let him in to help her without any hesitation. But he wasn't. So she had to keep him at a distance.
Otherwise, it would raise Terence's blood pressure.
But to her surprise, regardless of what she said to him, Noah pushed aside the curtain and strode in towards her.
She was so shocked. 'Didn't he hear what I said?' thought Carla horrified. With eyes as wide as saucers she froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.
Carla was so astonished that she forgot to pull her top down.
Fortunately, Noah could only see her back and nothing more.
"Just be still and don't move around." Noah reached for the cotton swab and dipped it in the iodine solution and gently dabbed at the wound.
He then put a gauze on the bleeding wound.
Noah's breathing was as steady as his hand, and all of his attention was on the wound only.
"Don't be nervous. To me, you're only a little girl, just like my younger sister. I'm not interested in you."
Finally, he had finished taping down the gauze with medical tape and stood to stretch his back. "I'll wait for you outside," said Noah in a low voice.
Then he left.
Carla reached back and touched the gauze gently. She had to admit that she wouldn't have been able to do that on her own. In time the blood and her shirt would have stuck together, making it even more difficult and painful for her.
She sighed with relief. Noah had done nothing except help her treat her wound. In her eyes, he seemed to be an amiable and decent man.
As they came out of the medical station, Carla found that the wound didn't hurt as much as it did before. Together with Noah and his clients, they all went to the last scenic spot. The Dragon King Temple, it was on the top of the mountain.
Once they had reached the top, Carla knelt down with folded hands. She bowed her head and said a prayer.
She had wished for nothing more than health and safety for her beloved ones.
When she had finished her prayer, she straightened up, and when Carla opened her eyes, she found that Noah was kneeling beside her. He gracefully made a kowtow. Then, he stood up and asked with a gentle smile, "Well, what was your wish?"
"To be safe," replied Carla quickly. "That's all I want." Some people believed that a wish would never come true if it were spoken out. But Carla didn't mind that.
Noah smiled without a word.
He was just the opposite, all he wanted was success. To be safe was the last thing that he cared about. If he wanted something, he would get it by hook or by crook.
His life was bound to be full of struggles. Win or perish, that was his destiny. To be safe meant nothing to him if he couldn't be successful.
When they returned to the city center, the clients asked Noah to bring Carla to their dinner party. However, Noah refused and asked his assistant to take the clients to the restaurant, while he personally drove Carla back home.
Once he pulled the car over out the front her house, Noah took his phone out and transferred some money into her account. While he tapped on the screen, he said casually, "There you go. The wage that I promised you. You were hurt at work today, and I should take the responsibility. The money is compensation for that. Have some rest and take a few days leave if possible."
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