Chapter 315 – Just?
"Argh…slowly…slowly, Dorian, you bloody bastard, I said slowly!" Morgan cursed at her little brother, raising a fist as if about to punch him in the face.
Dorian rolled his eyes, easily dodging the strike, "Sister, you were the one who asked me to help with the bandages. Stop wasting my time and stop whining."
The two siblings sat in the top room of Bliss's House. Morgan perched restlessly on the edge of the bed, her body bloodied and wounded all over.
She pressed her lips tight, watching Dorian crouch beside her, working through Healing Potions and bandages to treat her wounds.
But the task proved harder than he'd expected.
"Tier 5 potions aren't enough. Some of these wounds are poisoned." Dorian said calmly, cleaning what he could, Morgan hissing in pain with every pass, "You'll need an Apothecary, sister, if you want to heal fully."
