"I don't recommend working for too long because if the time is too long, it's not good for your recovery."
With each word he said, Baron Lawrence's frown deepened a bit.
By the time he finished, Baron Lawrence's frown could have killed a fly.
Under his oppressive gaze, the doctor's forehead broke out in sweat, and he anxiously reviewed his words to see if he had misspoken.
At this time, Enna Clark made a roundabout, "I also think you'd better not work and just recuperate for a while."
"Yes, ample rest is actually more conducive to recovery. Maybe Young Master Lawrence's wounds will form scabs in just seven or eight days," the doctor immediately chimed in.
Baron Lawrence didn't show whether he took in the advice or not but relaxed his frown slightly and commanded, "Scott Harris, see the man out."
"Yes, Lord," the person on the side immediately said, "Doctor, let's step outside."
The doctor had long been eager to leave and immediately responded, "Okay, okay."