Chapter 477 Apply the Ointment for You
“Deirdre, I’m going foraging in the mountain. Go harvest some vegetables from the
backyard so we can eat when I’m back.”
“Sure.”
Deirdre nodded. She held the door frame and shut her eyes comfortably in the bright
sunlight. It had already been three days since she lived strictly following a routine.
The wounds on her hands had yet to heal for the time being, but the scratches on her
body were starting to fade.
She believed that the piercing pain radiating from her palms occasionally would reduce
not long after.
It felt as if life had returned to the way before she met Kyran.
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She carried the basket and walked on the path step by step. The vision before her eyes
would turn dark frequently, so she could not see the path clearly. Hence, she was always
very careful on her journey.
She harvested vegetables when she arrived in the backyard. Before she could carry the
basket, a pair of huge hands were extended to her.
“I’ll do it.”
Deirdre raised her head and saw a man with a dark complexion. He looked rather
handsome based on his outline. He was the village head’s son, Hoyt Leigh, and he
helped her when she fell yesterday because he was there coincidentally.
“Thank you, but it’s fine. It’s just a few steps away.” Deirdre was embarrassed and
stretched out her hands in an attempt to take back the basket.
Hoyt avoided her. “You cannot see very well, so it will surely be quite inconvenient for
you. The basket is heavy, so it’s tough for a girl like you to carry it by yourself.”
Deirdre smiled and thanked him.
Hoyt lowered his head and blushed when he saw Deirdre’s face. He was afraid that
Deirdre would notice his reaction, so he walked ahead of her. “Follow me and be
careful.”
Mrs. Cox was not home yet when Deirdre returned to the house. Hoyt was not in a rush
to leave, so he asked Deirdre, “Are your hands better?”
Deidre’s hands were still wrapped in bandages, and she was reminded of her pain when
She did not wish to cause trouble to Mrs. Cox, so she always claimed that her hands
were healing. Now that she looked at it, she could still see that her hands were swollen
and red despite her blurry vision.
Looking at Deirdre’s wounds, Hoyt felt a shiver down his spine. He applied the ointment
carefully, while Deirdre did not express her pain throughout the process. Hoyt would not
have realized her pain had he not seen the beads of cold sweat on her forehead.
“It’s painful, huh?”
Deirdre nodded.
Hoyt asked, “Why didn’t you express your pain?”
Deirdre chuckled. “What’s the point of expressing my pain? You’re still going to apply the
ointment. If expressing my pain will help in reducing the pain, I’ll surely do it more.”
Hoyt was rendered speechless. He admired the woman’s ability to endure pain in his
heart. She had the grace and quality of an heiress born of a wealthy family but did not
act spoiled at all. She was actually still capable of joking at this point.
“Let’s not cover the hands for the time being. The humidity will exacerbate the
inflammation. I’ll head to the market tomorrow and help you ask if you’ll need stitches.”
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