Chapter 203 What Are Your Requirements?

Beau glanced at Eliza.

Her face was still beautiful and delicate.

At this moment, although the expression on her face was cold, there was concern and worry in her clear eyes.

He smiled slightly, walked over, and sat down beside her.

Eliza took a deep breath, trying her best to suppress the urge to kill this b*stard, and carefully unwrapped the bandages around his right hand.

The shocking wound on his palm stunned her.

She pursed her lips and cleaned the blood on his wound while pretending to ask casually. "How did you get hurt? Did you take the initiative to hold the blade?"

Such neat wound must have been caused by the blade.

He was lucky that his bones weren't injured.

Beau nodded. "Yes."

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Eliza rolled her eyes at him. After wiping the blood off his palm with alcohol, she started applying ointment to his wounds. "You're an adult, why did you hold a blade?"