Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart C.593 - : Help Him Apply The Medicine

Chapter 593: Chapter 593: Help Him Apply The Medicine

Enna Clark was ordering breakfast in the dining room before she went upstairs.

Upon arrival,

she was startled by a man with slightly red-rimmed black eyes waiting in the Entrance Hall, “Baron Lawrence?”

Wasn’t he busy working in his study? Why was he standing here? And why did he look so unwell? Who upset him?

She took a closer look and suddenly drew a cold breath, her eyebrows crimping as she grabbed his left hand, “What happened to your hand?”

The back of his left hand was indeed horrific to look at. Some parts had skin and flesh torn up, some were studded with glass shards. It was obvious that he had just lost his temper.

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“Hand?” From the moment she walked in, Baron had been staring at her without blinking, as if trying to bore a hole through her with his gaze.

When he saw Enna take hold of his left hand, he glanced down at it and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes, “It’s nothing. I’ll dress it myself later.”

No sooner had he said this than he changed his mind. Looking at Enna’s face, he suddenly said, “Enna, you’ll dress it for me.”

“Me?”

Before Enna could indicate whether she was willing or not, he had already decided. He led her by the hand towards the living room and found the Medicine Box in the drawer and placed it in front of Enna. He held out his injured hand with a hawk-like gaze, “Dress it for me.”

Enna had already grown accustomed to his assertive personality, so she reluctantly opened the Medicine Box, saying, “Take a seat on the sofa first. You are standing too tall for me to deal with it.”

The tall man unusually conceded and sat down.

Enna took out a small pair of tweezers, iodine, and gauze from the box and placed them aside. Then, she bent down to take a closer look at his hand, frowning, “It doesn’t seem like the bones are hurt, but there are shards of glass inside that need to be removed first; otherwise, it will worsen if left for too long.”

She could not figure out why there would be shards of glass, but she didn’t inquire further, instead, she used the tweezers to pick out the glass fragments one by one.

Removing the glass shards was a delicate task, especially since all the shards on the back of his hand had somehow embedded themselves into the flesh.

Every time Enna removed one with the tweezers, she winced slightly in sympathy.

As she got deeper, the glass shards were smaller and more difficult to remove.

Before long, a layer of sweat formed on her forehead. Dipping her eyelashes, she focused all her attention on the injured hand of the man, her movements as gentle as possible for fear of hurting him.

After finally removing all the glass shards, Enna put down the tweezers, picked up the iodine, and gently warned him, “This might sting a bit. Try to bear with it.”

“Hmm.”

She gritted her teeth and poured iodine onto the wound on his hand, then began cleaning the wound with a cotton swab.

His wound was quite severe. If it was not cleaned properly, it could get infected.

While Enna was focused on cleaning his wound, the usually irritated man became quiet. He watched her attentively, showing no sign of discomfort when iodine was applied to his wound. He gazed at the woman in front of him without blinking.

The more he watched, the more Baron Lawrence became conscious of the subtle changes in his lower abdomen.

He swallowed hard, and his gaze slid down to her stomach, which looked as flat as that of any other woman’s.

It was like a bucket of cold water had been dumped over his head; the heat in his lower abdomen was instantly extinguished.

No, she was less than two months pregnant, they couldn’t do it before the third month!

Baron Lawrence’s eyebrows furrowed tight enough to trap a fly!

Heaven knows how much he wanted to push this woman onto the bed and take her, hard! Only by doing so could he put his heart at ease!