Olivia became visibly more confident when it came to her profession.


    “You won''t believe me even if I say so. Just stay still."


    Luckily, she had thought about all possible oues from the start.


    The identity she gave herself was that of a doctor. That was why her


    backpack was filled with medical supplies.


    She took out her equipment and turned on an emergencymp.


    Seeing the silver needles, Wayne asked coldly, "What are you doing?"


    “I''m going to get rid of the clots and ease that headache of yours. Don''t


    worry. If I wanted to kill you, I would''ve done so when you were


    unconscious."


    Wayne knew there was truth in her words. After all, she had the time


    she needed to kill him if she had the time to take off his clothes.


    The pain made Wayne give in. He said coldly, “You''d better be able to


    heal me. Or else, I''ll tear you to pieces!"


    Olivia ignored him. She started to perform acupuncture on his head


    under the illumination of themp.


    While she was doing that, shemented the ridiculousness of the


    situation. She didn''t find the ring and was providing Wayne with


    treatment. If Mason found out about this, he would not be happy.


    After the silver needles were in ce, she took out some disinfectant


    and bandages.


    "What are you doing now?"


    Olivia looked at him and barked, "Are you blind? Can''t you see that I''m


    disinfecting your wounds?"


    She took a pair of forceps and picked up a cotton ball. After soaking the


    cotton ball in some alcohol, she pushed it against his wounds roughly.


    He winced in pain, but he didn''t make a sound.


    He allowed her to clean up and dress his wounds.


    His gaze was still cautious. "Why did a woman like youe to a ce


    like this in the middle of the night? Aren''t you scared that you''ll get


    killed by a wolf?"


    “You''re way scarier than wolves. You tried to kill me even though I


    saved your life."


    Wayne red at her, but she pretended not to notice. "Take off your


    shirt. I want to look at your hand."


    "Why are you treating my wounds? You don''t even know who I am."


    “I don''t really want to either, but won''t you just kill me on the spot? Let''s


    make a deal. If I cure youpletely, let me leave. I have to look for


    herbs. It''ll be toote when those idiots decide to bombard this area.”


    This piece ofnd was untouched by war. There weren''t any people or


    buildings, so there was no need to bombard this area.


    For once, Wayne remained silent even though he was one of those


    idiots that Olivia was talking about. He followed her instructions and


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    He could tell that she was a medical practitioner based on how she


    dressed his wound, and she was an experienced one at that.


    Wayne''s arm was bleeding profusely. While she was trying to stop the


    bleeding, she yelled, "You''re bleeding so much, and you were still trying


    to kill me. Weren''t you afraid that you might bleed out?"


    “I''ll die anyway,” Wayne said nonchntly.


    His headache had been alleviated. He didn''t feel any more pain. He


    was in a clearer state of mind.


    “You''re pretty good at this.”


    Olivia intentionally applied some force to his wound. It was revenge for


    trying to strangle her.


    Wayne knew that. He thought that Olivia was a brave person with a


    fiery temper. She actually dared to take it out on him.


    After she finished dressing the wounds on his arm, Olivia removed the


    silver needles and wiped off the sweat on her forehead.


    "I saved you, so you''ll let me go. We''re square now."


    She put her stuff back into her backpack. Wayne''s shadow loomed over


    her.


    Olivia turned around and saw his devilish smile. "Who said we''re


    square?”


    Wayne grabbed her cor and said, "Woman, I still have use for you."