Amelie had completely forgotten about the pain; she was only frustrated. If you walk properly, you will fall like this.
However, she would fall, and the one who was most responsible was this man, all right! Of course she couldn't blame him, Amelie bit her red lips, and grew more and more angry with herself.
Not long after, Chaim brought over a medicine box and opened it. Inside were some disinfectant and gauze balls used to treat simple wounds.
"I need to wash your wounds. Endure it, it might hurt a little." After Chaim finished speaking, he unscrewed a bottle and first washed her left knee. As expected, the liquid was poured on the wound, causing Amelie to immediately bite the back of his hand and slightly catch his breath.
In the quiet room, her breathing made the man's lowered eyes
