The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 994

Rufus' POV:

Even though the little boy was against it, I still insisted that the doctor remove his dressing and check his wound. So many weeks had gone by but his wound hadn't healed yet. The child was still so young, and it wasn't good if the injury wasn't treated on time.

"No, I have to wait for Mommy." Arron tried his best to protect his dressing from being removed by the doctor.

The doctor sighed and said to Arron, "Little boy, you have to let me see your wound. A person who has their whole head bandaged up as you do is usually seriously injured."

Arron faltered, "No, it's not serious."

"Not serious? Then why all the bandages?" The doctor was incredulous and looked more worried. "Could it be that you have actually sustained a brain injury?"

Arron frowned at this question, and instantly changed his tune. "Oh no! It's a little serious, but not that serious."

"Is it serious or not?" the doctor asked pointedly.

Arron pursed his lips and didn't reply, as if he held a deep grudge against the doctor.

"Let the doctor take a look." I was starting to get concerned about him.

If it was a normal injury, he wouldn't have resisted so much. Had he also become disfigured like Crystal? My heart sank when this thought crossed my mind. How sad would it be if such a young child was disfigured?

The doctor stretched his arm out and was about to remove Arron's bandages. Arron was so alarmed that he jumped up from the edge of the bed and scurried toward its head. He hurriedly exclaimed, "No, you can't remove it! Mommy said I can't remove the bandage. I have to obey her."

"Yes. Let me remove it for you."

I picked up Arron to sit closer to me, and then began removing his bandages myself. I was worried that I would hurt him, so I was very gentle.

The doctor studied me in fear and disbelief. It seemed that he didn't expect me to personally attend to the child. The child's clothes were very dirty, but I wasn't disgusted. I settled him in my lap and continued removing the bandages slowly. The gauze wrapped around Arron's head was longer than I'd thought. I felt more suspicious. What kind of injury required so much gauze? Besides, the wound would get inflamed and would fester if it was bound so tightly.

Gradually, the boy's smooth and tender skin came into view. The child didn't dare to breathe heavily and stared at me unblinkingly.

Soon, about one-third of the little boy's face was exposed, but I couldn't see any wound.

Surprised, I sped up, eager to see his whole face now.