Creating a Storm

November 16, 2021, 2.20 PM. Clear weather.

Owain City, winter afternoon.

Under the warm sunlight.

In an ordinary four-room apartment in Huadu District.

At the floor-to-ceiling window, John pulled open a small curtain.

Sunlight shone into the living room.

His upper body was bare as he sat beside the sunlight.

He removed his clothes and revealed his body that was almost covered in bandages.

Blood seeped out from the wounds and soaked the bandages red.

At the side.

Seeing this, Victoria and Salefani had already covered their mouths, their eyes filled with heartache.

"Hamlet, come here." Sensing Victoria's hand trembling, John shouted.

Hamlet, who was standing to the side like a spear, took a step forward and stood behind John.

His movements were steady.

The red bandages were slowly removed…

He disinfected the wound and applied medicine…

"Hu!" John only grunted.