Hurt again

A deep wound had cut into his left palm. And now his blood was pouring out.

"Azhewo! We have to do something!"

She immediately wanted to tear a piece of her dress to make a bandage, but her wounded friend stopped her by taking a large handkerchief out of his pocket and wrapping the gaping wound deftly.

"Here, that will hold until the house."

Ariadne, very worried, especially since it was him and she knew the reason, widened her eyes, considering him, stunned.

"The house! But Azhewo! You need to go to the hospital, who knows if the cut didn't go to the bone! It's dangerous!"

"Oh, please. No need to exaggerate. All I have to do is clean this wound well before bandaging it, and take a drink to ease the pain. And that's all."