Chapter 482


    Chapter 482 Chop It Off


    Jean was surprised that Neera would ask that.


    He was quite pleased to see the concern in her eyes.


    He looked her in the eye and said gently, “Don’t worry. I’m fine.”


    That did not stop Neera from worrying. She inspected Jean carefully from head to toe.


    After spending some time to make sure he was totally fine, she breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew, I’m


    d you’re fine. You wouldn’t want to get hurt in this state.”


    lan was conscious even though he was very weak. He nearly burst into tears when he saw the scene.


    Can you two stop being lovey-dovey? I’m right here! Single people need care and concern too!


    “Excuse me, Dr. Garcia. I’m the one who’s injured. Can you tend to me?”n said pitifully. “Look at the


    state of my arm. It’s rotting, isn’t it? I hope I don’t have to amputate it!”


    Neera turned her head and looked atn as though he were an idiot. “What nonsense is that?”


    ? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.


    “But that’s how it usually goes in TV dramas,”n said fearfully.


    “You’ll be fine, but you might want to cut down on your TV drama consumption. They’re not good for


    your brain.”


    “I


    …”I’m not looking for life advice now! Aren’t you being too friendly as a doctor?


    Neera tried tough when she sawn ring at her resentfully. “If you’re still lucid, it means that the


    poison isn’t very strong. Otherwise, it’ll be more serious than amputating your arm. You’ll be dead by


    now!”


    She rolled her eyes at him and asked, “How do you feel now?”


    “It hurts and itches. It feels like a thousand ants are biting my arm,”n replied.


    “Ah, so it’s not a big problem,” Neera said, relieved.


    She retrieved a bottle of antiseptic from her medical kit and cleanedn’s wound, then injected him with


    a solution.


    “I have some leftover antidote from my research. It’s not as potent as the one that I gave to Mrs.


    Beauvort, but it can neutralize simple poisons. We’ll see if this works.”


    lan was crying tears of gratitude. He grabbed the hem of Neera’s shirt and said, “My arm is in your


    care, Dr. Garcia! You’re my savior if you can heal my arm…”


    Before he could finish, he could sense Jean ring at him.


    He turned his head and saw Jean staring unblinkingly at his hand that was on Neera’s shirt. Jean’s


    gaze was so intense that it seemed to burn a hole in his hand.


    lan felt a chill course down his spine, and he jerked his hand away.


    Storm shot a withering nce atn. Even ifn’s arm is healed, I guess Sire would want to chop it off


    and feed it to the dogs!


    Neera was not paying attention to the drama. She reached into her medical kit and tossed a pill ton.


    “If the wound starts to hurt, this is the painkiller. I’m done here. You should go and rest.”


    “Thank you, Dr. Garcia,”n said and tossed the pill into his mouth. He stood up and headed straight


    into his


    room.


    Neera stayed back for a while in casen needed further medical attention. Jean brought a teapot, sat


    down next to Neera, and poured her a cup of tea.


    Neera took a sip and asked, “Will those people from yesterday find trouble with you again? If the


    Crimea family dares to attack you, what about me?”


    She was worried that Sonny might seek revenge, not so much about herself but her three children.


    Jean knew what she was thinking. He said, “Sincest night, I’ve already ordered several bodyguards


    to protect you and the triplets in secret. No harm shoulde to you.”


    Neera was surprised. She did not expect Jean to be so considerate.


    “Thank you,” she said.


    Jean smiled and rapped Neera’s forehead with a knuckle. “How many more times are you going to say


    ‘Thank you’?”


    Neera mumbled, “Ow! Why would anyonein about being thanked too much?”


    “I would,” Jean said.


    Neera pouted. “Fine. I won’t say that again.”


    Jean was satisfied. “That better be the case.”