CHAPTER 142

　　He sighed, already sensing it was futile to argue with me. He slowly opened the shirt. I was already drooling over his masculine body. But when my eyes fell on his back, I felt like crying. The wounds looked fresh. There were plenty of scars. When I touched it lightly with my hand, he hissed in pain. Even I could feel his pain.

　　I took out the first aid kit. "I know you didn't show it to the doctor. Let me apply ointment."

　　"How will you know which ointment to apply? What if you make it worse?"

　　I shot a warm smile in his direction. "After Ritso released me during training, how did I cure my wounds? I had no doctors to cure me as well. I healed them with the equipment in the first aid kit."

　　Vayden let out, "I hate that I was there, yet, I was of no help. I feel shitty."

　　"It's okay. It was not your fault." I started applying ointment on his injuries. "Why did you get yourself kidnapped instead of attacking the place at once?"