Scarlett softly coaxed him again and again, her voice never faltering. This was probably the most patient she had ever been in her life.
Not even in her past life, when she had seven older brothers, had she ever coddled anyone like this. She kept going until her throat went dry.
Finally, Xavier's heavy eyelids slowly lowered, his breathing gradually becoming steady and deep.
Scarlett stopped patting his chest and quietly reached for her acupuncture needle kit from the bag. But even in sleep, he was restless. His brows were tightly furrowed, his body still wracked with pain.
She opened the kit and placed it within easy reach. Then, with one hand, she began unbuttoning his hospital gown, revealing a large section of his chest, which was bruised and dark purple. The sight was shocking.
Scarlett sucked in a breath. Her brows furrowed tightly. He was this badly injured and still had the nerve to walk around?
She was so angry she didn't even know what to say. She glared up at him, then picked up a needle and began acupuncture to ease his pain.
One needle after another, and gradually, the tension in his brows began to ease. Then, she moved to his pants, preparing to treat the bleeding in his thigh.
In her eyes, Xavier was nothing more than a patient right now. Her thoughts were clear. Her only goal was to heal him.
Just as her hand touched his waistband, there was a click. Someone opened the hospital room door from the outside.
Percy, unable to hold back his worry, cracked the door open just enough to peek in. And what he saw made his eyes go wide in disbelief.
What the hell was Scarlett doing? She was lying in Xavier's arms, and she was taking off his pants!
That wasn't all. She'd unbuttoned his shirt, too! She saw everything, his chest, his abs, everything!
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