I feel bad for Zebastian's wound. The doctor in the mansion didn’t treat it, probably because Papa ordered so. That’s why I cleaned it up, removed the bullet, and treated the gunshot wound on Zeb’s arm.He looked pale today, so I visited his room. I didn’t make him work for me so Zeb could rest.I held the syringe for Zeb’s wound and slowly opened the door.He is indeed a good butler, or maybe because that is his job to fulfill as my butler.But for now, I need to inject his wound before I take him to my acquaintance to get a blood transfusion.“Zeb, are you still with me?” I gently tapped Zeb on the shoulder, and he responded. I looked behind me, saw no one, but I felt someone’s presence.“I will inject your wound, and we will meet someone I know to transfer blood to you since the bleeding is weak, but it still bleeds.” I explained and took out the syringe.I injected Zeb’s arm, and he closed his eyes and smiled. “I am okay, Mi lady—”“Shut up, you stink,” I said softly, and Piattos
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