Chapter 1098

Fortunately, my first aid kit was well-equipped with cotton balls, iodine, and everything else I needed. Bruce's forehead had bled, but the wound on his temple wasn't too big—it was just about the size of a thumb. Still, my fingers trembled uncontrollably as I held the tweezers, carefully cleaning the wound with iodine-soaked cotton balls, applying medicine, and finally sticking a bandage on his forehead. "All done," I said, putting everything away with relief, though my heart still hadn't completely calmed down. "I knew it. You still care about me. You couldn't bear to argue when you saw I was hurt." He suddenly took my wrist, his voice low and mocking. He was back to his usual, irreverent self. He really had a short memory when it came to pain! I knew better than to show him kindness; otherwise, he would take advantage of it. At that moment, I snapped back to reality. My response had been too quick, and now Bruce was targeting my weaknesses again. I didn't want, nor could I affo