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Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1332 You Will Get Infected Without Medication

The central part of his back was fine, but it was red and swollen with many blisters. The bottom part of his waist

looked the most serious. There were three palm-sized areas, and the middle part was even covered with yellow pus

and blood streaks, which was simply shocking.

The doctor was also extremely surprised when he saw it. "How did it burn? It's so serious."

Beryl quickly said, "He was scalded by the hot soup while eating in the restaurant."

"The hot soup?" The doctor sighed and shook his head. "How could he be scalded by the hot soup? You see how

severely his skin burns. It may get infected."

Beryl watched as he called for a nurse and brought over the disinfectant bottle. The white and yellow aphrodisiac

was as big as an infusion bottle.

"Bear with it for a while, it'll hurt a little." Before the disinfection, the doctor specifically reminded Marcellus.

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Marcellus leaned against the side of the wall and said in a low voice, "Okay."

In a split second, the doctor poured the anti-inflammatory liquid mixed with physical salt water on his wound.

Marcellus didn't make a sound, but the muscles on his back immediately tensed up. Beryl looked at his almost

protruding shoulder blade and didn't know how to relieve his pain. She handed over her wrist.

"If it hurts, you can pinch my hand."

When her fair and slender wrist appeared in his sight, he glanced at her and grabbed it tightly. However, he did not

use much strength and only held her hand with moderate strength.

After the disinfection, the doctor had to apply iodine. The white cotton ball was soaked in the yellowish- brown liquid

and pressed on the wound again and again. Every time it passed through the broken skin, Beryl's heart would

tighten.

The blisters had to be squeezed clean before the doctor could apply the medicine. She didn't dare to look at it and

stared at the man's side face all the way.

Ten minutes later, the simple disinfection was finally done. Just as the doctor was about to apply the medicine to

him, the person lying on the bed sat up again.

"The patient, please lie down. The medicine hasn't been applied yet..."

"No need." Without waiting for the other party to finish, he directly refused. "I'll go back and deal with it."

The doctor still wanted to persuade him, but before he could speak, Marcellus had already pulled open the curtain

and walked out.

He casually picked up a hospital gown and put it on. He walked in a hurry, and Beryl chased after him at the

entrance of the hospital before stopping him.

"Marcellus!" She hurriedly ran up to him and stood in front of him. "What are you doing? You haven't applied for the

medicine yet. How can you go back like this??"

Compared with her anxiety, the person involved was extremely calm. "I'm fine."

After that, he raised his hand and touched the top of her head. "Let's go. I'll send you back."

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Beryl did not give in. She stood straight in front of him, her palm-sized face full of seriousness. "No, you have to go

back and apply the medicine. The wound on your back is too serious. You will get infected if you don't take the

medicine."

Marcellus sighed helplessly. "I have medicine at home."

Beryl did not believe him at all. She thought that he was looking for an excuse to refuse. "How are you going to deal

with the medicine at home? Do you have eyes on the back of your head? Stop joking around. This is not a joke.

Come back with me..."

Marcellus raised his eyebrows and looked at her flustered look. His heart was filled with tenderness, which was

something he had never felt for any other woman.

Seeing that she was about to push him inside, Marcellus grabbed her hand and said, "How about this? If you're

worried, come back with me. I didn't lie to you."

Seeing that he was unwilling to enter the hospital, Beryl was also angry. She did not understand the point of him

doing this, but she was worried that he would not be able to treat his wound after returning home alone. Without

thinking too much, she agreed. "Okay, I'll go back with you."