Even After Death

Olivia became visibly more confident when it came to her profession. “You won't believe me even if I say so. Just stay still."

Luckily, she had thought about all possible outcomes from the start. The identity she gave herself was that of a doctor. That was why her backpack was filled with medical supplies.

She took out her equipment and turned on an emergency lamp. Seeing the silver needles, Wayne asked coldly, "What are you doing?" “I'm going to get rid of the clots and ease that headache of yours. Don't worry. If I wanted to kill you, I would've done so when you were unconscious."

Wayne knew there was truth in her words. After all, she had the time she needed to kill him if she had the time to take off his clothes.

The pain made Wayne give in. He said coldly, “You'd better be able to heal me. Or else, I'll tear you to pieces!"Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Olivia ignored him. She started to perform acupuncture on his head under the illumination of the lamp.

While she was doing that, she lamented the ridiculousness of the situation. She didn't find the ring and was providing Wayne with treatment. If Mason found out about this, he would not be happy.

After the silver needles were in place, she took out some disinfectant and bandages.

"What are you doing now?"

Olivia looked at him and barked, "Are you blind? Can't you see that I'm disinfecting your wounds?"

She took a pair of forceps and picked up a cotton ball. After soaking the cotton ball in some alcohol, she pushed it against his wounds roughly. He winced in pain, but he didn't make a sound.

He allowed her to clean up and dress his wounds.

His gaze was still cautious. "Why did a woman like you come to a place like this in the middle of the night? Aren't you scared that you'll get killed by a wolf?"

“You're way scarier than wolves. You tried to kill me even though I saved your life."

Wayne glared at her, but she pretended not to notice. "Take off your shirt. I want to look at your hand."

"Why are you treating my wounds? You don't even know who I am."

“I don't really want to either, but won't you just kill me on the spot? Let's make a deal. If I cure you completely, let me leave. I have to look for herbs. It'll be too late when those idiots decide to bombard this area.” This piece of land was untouched by war. There weren't any people or buildings, so there was no need to bombard this area.

For once, Wayne remained silent even though he was one of those idiots that Olivia was talking about. He followed her instructions and took off his shirt.

He could tell that she was a medical practitioner based on how she dressed his wound, and she was an experienced one at that.

Wayne's arm was bleeding profusely. While she was trying to stop the bleeding, she yelled, "You're bleeding so much, and you were still trying to kill me. Weren't you afraid that you might bleed out?"

“I'll die anyway,” Wayne said nonchalantly.

His headache had been alleviated. He didn't feel any more pain. He was in a clearer state of mind.

“You're pretty good at this.”

Olivia intentionally applied some force to his wound. It was revenge for trying to strangle her.

Wayne knew that. He thought that Olivia was a brave person with a fiery temper. She actually dared to take it out on him.

After she finished dressing the wounds on his arm, Olivia removed the silver needles and wiped off the sweat on her forehead.

"I saved you, so you'll let me go. We're square now."

She put her stuff back into her backpack. Wayne's shadow loomed over her.

Olivia turned around and saw his devilish smile. "Who said we're square?”

Wayne grabbed her collar and said, "Woman, I still have use for you."