Chapter 218: Chapter 218: Will This Hurt?
Edward Stephens looked into her frightened eyes, paused for a moment, and realized something. He released his
grip on Daisy Ginger’s shoulders, pulled the blanket over her, and said: "You aren't feeling well right now, are
you? I'll go outside, and you might feel a bit more comfortable."
He had always been used to doing things his own way and never thought to inform others, not realizing it would
lead to a misunderstanding with Daisy Ginger.
"..." Daisy Ginger clutched the blanket, stammering, "I'm not—too uncomfortable..."
Edward Stephens glanced at her.
"You can ask the doctor to prescribe spainkillers for me." Daisy Ginger said softly, "It'll pass soon."
Edward Stephens gave her a stern look, retorting, "Taking painkillers all the time—your brain will get numb."
Daisy Ginger pouted and countered, "There's no medical proof that painkillers can make people numb."
Edward Stephens rolled his eyes at her, "I say one thing, and you're already bouncing back."
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He moved the single sofa to the doorway, sat down at the door, and said to Daisy Ginger, "Just callwhen you
feel better."
Daisy Ginger looked at his back, softly echoed "Oh," and curled up into the blanket, blinking her eyes.
Her heart still felt a bit painful, but inexplicably, a bit of sweetness seemed to surface in her mouth.
This sweetness blended with the pain, making her heart feel less bitter.
Daisy Ginger hugged the blanket, feeling a bit tongue-tied.
Could it be that Edward Stephens can really cure her?
Daisy Ginger slept straight through to dawn.
When she awoke, the sun was already high in the sky. Edward Stephens entered from outside, filled with a
radiant and lively sunshine. Seeing her nestling in the blanket rubbing her eyes, the man walked over to open
the window, then grumbled, "I told you to callwhen you felt better, but you slept until now to wake up."
Luckily, it's winter with no mosquitoes, otherwise, he'd probably have bites all over his legs.
Daisy Ginger let out a small yawn, her hair tousled from sleep, looking a bit disheveled, but her complexion was
much better than before sleep yesterday. Although still pale, there was a bit more life in her eyes.
For the first time, while looking at Edward Stephens, she didn’t need painkillers to fall asleep, feeling quite
miraculous.
The nurse noticed she was awake and cin to measure her blood pressure, clean the wounds, and change
her bandages. An hour passed in no time.
Edward Stephens leaned against the doorframe, holding his phone, seemingly chatting with someone, not
sparing her a glance.
Daisy Ginger finished changing her medication, coughed softly, "Cough!"
"..." With the corner of his eye, the man glanced over.
"Which wild man are you chatting with?"
Edward Stephens walked over and pinched her cheek hard.
Then he asked her, "Does this hurt?"
"..." Daisy Ginger, whose half-face was almost swollen from his pinch.
This guy, did it on purpose, didn’t he?!
Anyone being pinched like that would feel pain!
Seeing her half-face darken, Edward Stephens chuckled, leaned down, tapped her nose, and moved his head
closer to look at her, "Does this hurt?"
Daisy Ginger looked at his face and shook her head.
The man chuckled again, touched her face a few times, "How about now?"
Daisy Ginger felt a bit ticklish under his touch, she glanced at him, "No."
Just as the words left her lips, the man’s face descended toward her, his cool lips slowly brushed against hers.
Daisy Ginger’s heart leaped as if struck by a current, her whole body tingled.
This feeling was too mysterious, hard to tell if it was pain or numbness, with various sensations mixed together,
difficult to differentiate at once.
She froze, seeing the man slowly lift his head, slightly furrow his brows, and ask: "Does this hurt?"