"Thank you."
William was grateful, and at this time, all he had was Monica.
"Your Highness." Monica clasped his hand and placed it on her face.
At this moment, she felt so happy and wonderful, she couldn't be near him before, but
now, she could finally be by his side.
William looked at the wall next door, imagining Derila and Daemon making out,
and there was infinite sadness and hurt in his eyes.
There was also an indescribable complex emotion, it seemed, of hatred.
Daemon was really too tired and fell asleep when he was done hugging Derila.
Derila snuggled in his arms, but could not sleep.
It was probably because she had slept too much during the day today, or maybe it was
the passion after a long reunion that made it a little difficult for her to adapt.
She began to feel inexplicably uneasy in her heart, and she didn't know why.
A slight snoring sound came from Daemon, and soon, Derila also fell asleep.
The two of them cuddled up to each other and slept very deeply.
This sleep lasted for a long time.
When Derila woke up again, there was no longer Daemon beside her, she
narrowed her eyes and swept the room, but there was still none.
She got up and put on her coat and walked out of the box.
She found that Daemon was currently sitting on the seat in front of her dealing with
documents, while still whispering something to Harrison.
Harrison bent down to stand next to him and listened carefully.
Derila did not go up to disturb them and prepared to go back to her room to wash
up.
At this time, the door of the next room opened, and Monica walked out gently, calling
out to Derila in a low voice, "Ms.Feroma, are you busy now?"
"Not busy, what's wrong?" Derila asked.
"His Highness's back is all festering, it's particularly badly injured, " Monica choked up as
soon as she spoke, "Can you take a look at him?"
"I'll get the medical kit."
Derila hurried back to her room to get the medicine box, then came to the next
room to examine William.
In fact, when she was at the palace earlier, she had wanted to examine him, but William
had made excuses and excused himself, only pulling her along to talk.
Now William had drifted off to sleep and Monica said he seemed to have a slight fever.
As soon as Derila touched his forehead, his face immediately changed: "The fever
is so bad!"
"What should I do then? Do you have any medicine?" Monica asked hurriedly.
"Yes." Derila immediately administered medicine to William, then carefully turned
him over and treated his wound.
Monica played along, her eyes tearing up with anxiety when she saw the wound on
William's back.
"Take his trousers off."
Derila was worried that he had an ulcer down there too and intended to check it.
"Huh?" Monica's eyes widened and her face turned red with shame, "This, this…"
"Hurry up." Derila urged, seeing her lack of action, and pulled down William's
trousers straight away.
"Ah!!!" At this point, William woke up in pain and found his trousers being pulled down
by Derila, he was a bit at a loss, "Derila what are you doing?"
"Shut up!" Derila bellowed lowly and yanked his trousers down further.
The entire buttocks were exposed, and there were indeed many ulcerated areas.
"Derila you…" William was so bashful that his face turned red and he stammered,
"Don't do it yet, wait until we get to Xendale and find a nurse."
Derila ignored him and directly began to clean the injury.
"Ah…" William screamed in pain.
"Ms.Feroma you be gentle."
Monica tried to help, but couldn't get her hands on him.
Derila continued to clean his injury and then apply medicine.
She was busy and very focused, completely unaware that Daemon was at the door,
watching all this coldly.
He used to only know that she was a doctor and needed to cure people, but he had
never considered the details of it. Only now did he realize that when she was treating
people, she actually needed to be this intimate with her male patients.
It seemed that before, there were many scenes he had not seen.
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