Chapter 617
Perseus thought about it before saying, "Alright, sit back down. I'll stop your leg from bleeding first."
He gestured to Alfred to lay Jacob on the bed before stitching his wound up. Perseus no longer messed with him. Instead, he showcased his elegant skills as he stitched Jacob up. Alfred was in awe of his craft.
The wound was perfectly flat, and his stitches were even. It looked like a piece of art.
However, Jacob's legs and pants were still covered in fresh blood, making him look horrendous.
After Perseus finished the surgery, Alfred complimented him, "Mr. Caitford, it turns out you're an amazing surgeon as well. I admire you so much…"
However, Perseus merely rolled his eyes at him. "You admire me?"
Alfred was taken aback. Had he offended Perseus with his praises?
Perseus hinted to him in a faux-friendly tone, "Since you respect me so much, why don't you grovel to me?"
"Ah, you're right! I nearly forgot!"
Taking two steps back, Alfred groveled beneath his feet. He

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