The doctor came to re-examine Evelyn Morgan's wound and only left after ensuring it had not reopened.
However, Caden Lockwood was still worried. Seeing the tears in Evelyn's eyes, he held her hand and urgently asked, "Tell me, where does it hurt? Evelyn, I can't see your wound."
If he could, he wished he could take her pain instead.
Evelyn just looked at Caden, saying nothing.
"Is it here?" Caden could only guess, "Don't move, let me gently massage it and see if it feels better."
Saying this, Caden gently stroked the bandaged wounds on Evelyn's body over and over again.
He was so earnest, so careful, controlling the strength of his hands, not daring to exert any pressure, fearing that he might cause her wound to reopen.
She had just returned from the brink of death, he couldn't let her meet the grim reaper again.
Lying on the bed, Evelyn felt Caden's concern and care at this moment, but her mood was particularly gloomy.
