Chapter 75 Pain Is Real

Yunice finally caught on and asked, “You can feel paint

Wyatt turned to re at her. “Can’t you?”

Yunice fell silent.

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bSeeing /bbthat /bbshe /bstill didn’t get it. Wyatt added. “You coul Lat least do what you didst time when you gave me the shot. Distracting me is better ihan yanking it like this.”

Yanice nced at him and thought, back at the Johnson residence, when iI /ihad to give him an injection, I’d lightly scratched near the injection site to avoid upsetting him, though he still snapped at me afterward

Now he wanted me to use the same trick again. His temper was impossible to figure out.

But Yunice had long since grown used to patients being bmoody/b.

She said, “Your wound is toorge. That trick won’t work. But you could ask Dr. Joe to give byou /bsome anesthesia for the painb…/b”

Speak of the devil. Joe pushed the door open with a stethoscope baround /bbhis /bneck, just in time to bhear /bYunice mention anesthesia.

“Anesthesia? Mr. Cooper never takes bthat /bstuff. Says it dulls the brainb./b”

Yunice was surprised. “No anesthesia? Then bhow /bbdo /byou manage the pain?”

Joe shrugged like it was no big deal. “He just toughs it out.”

Yunice turned bto /bblook /bat Wyatt. Then why had he bacted /blike the gauze change earlier was unbearable?

Joe suddenly felt a bchill /bdown his spine. He met Wyatt’s cold stare and immediately shut his mouth tight.

bDid /bI say something wrong?

Wyatt snapped at him, “What are you standing there for? You were the one who changed my dressing. Get over here band /bfix it”

Alright.” Joe rushed over and took Yunice’s ce.

With nothing left to do, Yunice walked over to the window and looked out.

It was still bearly /bbmorning/b, but the streets outside were already bustling.

This seas the third day I’d gonepletely missing, and no one from the Saunders family hade looking

Yurier thought to herself. If it weren’t for Wyatt, I’d still be locked up in that warehouse suffering.

“Mr. Cooper, bPaul’s /bleg is fractured. They ve already given bhim /bbanesthesia /bbthree /btimes. Still hurts so bad he can’t sleep. Joe bsaid /bcasually as he worked.

bYunice’s /bears twitched. She couldn’t help but wonder what had happened while she was being held.

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Elsie, hovered by his bedside, running bback /band forth in distress. “Paul, have some water. It’ll help with the pain.”

Then she offered him some grapes. “Paul, eat a grape. It’ll make you feel better.”

bPaul /bwas losing his bmind/b. He’d never realized just how talkative Elsie could be.

This wasn’t some mild cold or fever. My bone was shattered–it hurt like hell!

He swallowed his frustration and said patiently, “Elsie. Im in too much pain to eat or drink. Just get me another painkiller.”

I’d been pampered my whole life, raised with four or five nannies hovering around me from the moment I could walk. I’d never even bscraped /ba knee before. How could I handle something like this?

bBut /bElsie, eyes red, replied tearfully, “You already took too many. The doctor said, bYou /bcan’t bhave /bany

more”

bPaul /bgrew irritated, “But I’m in serious pain!”

Elsie hesitated. Paul thought she was finally softening, ready to bring him the medicine. He was relieved.

But instead, bElsie /bleaned in and kissed his lips gently, then smiled sweetly. b“/bbA /bkiss will bmake /bit all better.

Paul’s entire expression twisted like he’d swallowed a fly. He waspletely numb and wanted to scream.

Elsie looked at bhim/b, confused. Normally, when he got sick and I kissed him, he’d be all smiles.

Paul tried to stay calm and said, ‘Elsie, you study medicine. Can’t you think of anything else for the bpain/b?”

“Anything else… Elsie racked her brainb. /b“But this is how they treat everyone. We all go through the same thing

That’s not true. Yuni… Paul was babout /bbto /bargue when Jensen walked in.

bHis /bfather’s face was stern. Seeing Paul in such a pathetic state made him bfurious/b. “Just endure it, bCrying /bover a little fracture–how do you expect to achieve anything?”

Paul’s face turned bright red. Shamed into silence, he clenched his jaw and didn’t say a bword/b.

bElsie /bhadn’t bseen /bbmuch /bof Jensen before. The moment he entered, she quickly tried to y nice. “Dad, Paul’s really bstrong/b. Please don’t be mad at him.”

Jensen cut her off with a cold re. “Who told you to be here? Get bout/bb./bb” /b

“Huh?” bElsie /bfrozei. /iHadn’t the Powell family already proposed to me? Why was the future daughter–in–bw /bbeing told to leaver

She had no idea what she’d done wrong. Instinctively, she turned to Paul for help.