By the time everything was done, Memoria Campbell was already covered in a light sheen of sweat, both arms achingly sore and swollen.
After washing her hands, she blushed as she helped Bad Boy Leng back to bed,
like a shy wife entering the bridal chamber for the first time, so embarrassed she couldn't even look at Bad Boy Leng.
Knock, knock, knock!
The sound of knocking came, Memoria stood up to straighten her clothes before going over to open the door.
The attending doctor walked in with two nurses to check on Bad Boy Leng.
Upon inspecting the wound on his right foot, the doctor frowned slightly.
"Hmm, this wound was healing quite well yesterday, why does it seem a bit open today?"
"Oh... I accidentally kicked it while sleeping."
Bad Boy Leng casually replied.
