Chapter 228
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But Derek…
She looked down at someone in her arms, that person on the bed seemed to feel her gaze, he voluntarily loosened her waist, he lay back on the bed.
'I'll sleep a little longer, wait until you come back, I'll make sure to finish cooking dinner."
Bertha didn't ask any more questions. 'You rest, after I return, I will look at your injuries."
Bertha sat beside his bed for a while, she saw that his breathing had gradually calmed down, and his expression was also very calm, she led Archie, Donald, and Felix's house bodyguards to leave.
When the sound of the car engine gradually disappeared, Derek called Tommy in.
"Mr. Derek, how are you?"
Derek gritted his teeth, he took a few deep breaths to relieve the pain before speaking. 'Medical box… in the closet on the first-floor living room, help me… treat my wound."
'Yes."
Tommy rushed downstairs, he quickly took the medicine box up to Derek's room.
"Mr. Derek, where are you hurt?"
'Please take off your shirt for me."
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his voice was hoarse to the bone.
Tommy didn't dare to be late for a second, he quickly stepped forward to take off his shirt to help Derek.
But as soon as he took off Derek's shirt, Tommy was shocked by the blood stains on his white shirt.
'Why are you injured like this?"
The silk cloth had stuck to the wound to a large extent, and the blood had gradually dried.
Tommy's hands were shaking, after two tries he couldn't completely remove Derek's shirt.
Bleeding wounds can be seen even from the outside.
"Oh my god. Who hit you? That's so cruel."
Previously, Tommy was a thug raised by a black market organization, the rules were very strict, and it was normal for a thug not to be smart enough to be beaten to death, fortunately, Tommy isn't that bad, so he doesn't get beaten up often.
As for Derek, he is a young man used to living in luxury, how could he be beaten by someone to the point of being seriously injured like this?
Derek quickly stopped his surprised voice. "Don't scream, close the door, close the window, close the curtains, if you can't take off your shirt, put a hot towel on it for a while."
"Okay."
Tommy quickly did as Derek said, he went into the bathroom to get a hot towel and said. "Mr. Derek, applying a hot towel may be a bit painful, please... try to bear with it a little."
Applying a hot towel to the wound feels like a sharp, stabbing pain.
Derek shivered violently, cold sweat poured out like rain and his hands clenched.
Even though Tommy wasn't beaten often, he had experience helping others bandage their wounds.
He took an anti-inflammatory lozenge from the medicine box and stuffed it into Derek's mouth. Then he took a basin of clean water to help Derek wipe the blood on his back. The old bandage was all dirty, he had to take it off.
"Mr. Derek, who caused these injuries? With your position, no one dares to touch you, except her..."
Tommy's eyes opened wide and he asked in a low voice. "Is it Miss. Bertha?"
Derek was dizzy and dizzy. He buried his face in the blanket, not paying attention to Tommy's words.
Tommy thought for a moment, he felt something was wrong again. "It certainly wasn't Miss. Bertha. If it were her, you wouldn't have left me to deal with my wound in peace."
"Stop talking. You hurry up, I have to go, cook before Bertha comes home."
Derek was seriously injured like this, especially the waist injury. When he walked, the wound would stretch, it would be very painful, and he still had to cook dinner.
This makes Tommy feel a bit sad.
He sighed, to prevent Derek's torn shirt from being Missed. Bertha and the other bodyguards discovered that Tommy couldn't think of a good way, so he quietly stuffed his shirt under the bed and hid it first.
Disinfecting with alcohol is too painful, but disinfecting with salt is gentler. Tommy took a cotton ball to help Derek gently rub the wound, then applied medicine to him.
Initially, the wound in the middle of his back was bandaged, but by this time, from his back to his waist, everything was covered with a layer of gauze.
Derek insisted on getting out of bed, so Tommy had no choice but to give him a shot of antibiotics.
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Half an hour later, Bertha returned to the villa.
Besides her, there is also her lively and cheerful younger sister Calista.
Calista looked inside and out at the mansion, then she wrapped her arms around Bertha. "I didn't expect your living environment in this villa to be so good. My trip this time was not in vain. Just let me stay here and play with you for a few days."
Bertha didn't move, her voice was stern. 'You can only stay for three days, then I will ask a bodyguard to put you on a plane to return to S city."
Calista muttered under her breath. 'Oh, you are so cruel."
'Don't cause trouble." Bertha's voice softened. 'Next time, don't let the same thing happen at the bar like today. If you want to stay here with me for a few days, you must obey me."
"I know."
Both girls smiled and entered the villa.
As soon as the door was opened, Bertha smelled the aroma of food hitting her nose, and she unconsciously looked into the kitchen.
Before leaving, she told Derek to rest, but he still prepared dinner.
Derek heard movement outside, so he came out of the kitchen.
Bertha discovered that he had changed into a soft dark black shirt, the two buttons on his collar were a bit loose, his collarbone was vaguely exposed, he seemed to have just washed his hair, and his hair was not yet dry, combined with his excellent facial features, he is very handsome.
