Eve, who was treating the external wounds on Allan's fingers, looked at him with confusion. 'Why is he even asking me? Shouldn't I be the one asking that?' Eve, who was treating Allan's wound, unconsciously pressed the wound harder.
"Hey! You want to kill me, huh? What's your problem exactly? I'm just asking! Don't want to corner you!" Allan's voice grew higher.
This even made Eve look like she was holding back anger. Her face turned red now, "Don't shout! I'm not deaf! And don't be spoiled! This is not worth the pain of your injury! It must have been worse before!"
Allan furrowed his brow, "Why are you shouting at me? Shouldn't I be the one getting angry, right? Why does it seem like you're the one who's angry?"
Eve looked at Allan with an increasingly flushed face, " Oh, yeah? Are yo
