"This is James Blackās stuff. He braved the rain to come back last night, probably thought it was damp, so he didnāt bring it upstairs." Jane Sampson weighed the carry-on bag, it wasnāt heavy.
She then directly complained to Brooke Black, "Heās so irresponsible, he got injured and didnāt tell me. Last night, he even came back in the rain, and when he entered, his hair was still dripping water."
"James Black is back?" Brooke Black was incredulous, "In his room? Is the injury serious?"
"He said itās not serious, I havenāt seen it yet, Iām not sure. He asked me to come down to get him gauze and medicine, Auntie, come upstairs with me to check it out. If the injury is serious, help me take him to the hospital for treatment." Jane Sampson said.
Brooke Black nodded and followed Jane Sampson upstairs.
While asking, "Did he come back at midnight last night? No wonder the carry-on bag is still wet. I slept well last night; when he entered, no one even knew."
As James Black mentioned, the injury was indeed not serious.
Jane Sampson removed the gauze soaked in blood and saw the situation inside.
It was about a five-centimeter wound, stitched up a few times; although it bled last night, fortunately, the wound did not rupture.
Following James Blackās instructions, Jane Sampson reapplied medicine to the wound, then cut new gauze to separate the wound from clothes, preventing infection and friction from affecting recovery.
Seeing there wasnāt much to worry about, Brooke Black felt relieved and continued sipping lemon water while leaning against the cabinet, watching Jane Sampson busy. At the same time, she asked James Black, "Are you going back to the guard team today, or can you rest for two days?"
"No need. I returned to the guard team immediately after arriving in Capital Province yesterday; last night, I came back from the guard team at midnight." James Black shook his head, answering while keeping his eyes lowered, looking at the careful hands around his waist.
Jane Sampson paused her movements, instinctively raising her head to look at him, and their gazes met.
Jane Sampsonās eyes contained a hint of unveiled amusement, very slight, yet James Black caught it.
She was happy to hear he didnāt have to return to the guard team today.
"Arenāt you silly?" James Blackās hand rubbed the head at his waist, "Didnāt I tell you before sleep last night?"
Brooke Black watched and felt her eyes hurt.
"You two take your time, Iām going downstairs." Brooke Black shook her head, happily stepped out of their bedroom with a water cup.
Staying there, breakfast would probably be unnecessary.
After Brooke Black left, Jane Sampson responded to James Black, "Youāre a big liar, your words arenāt very credible."
"Iāve never lied to you." James Black explained very earnestly, "I said it was a minor injury, and thatās what it is. You canāt be mad at me over this."
"Bossy." Jane Sampson muttered under her breath.
James Black raised his eyebrows.
Hmm, hard to please.
Once Jane Sampson finished cleaning up the stuff, James Black resumed speaking, asking Jane Sampson to sit beside him. He lifted her pajama sleeve to carefully examine her arm.
He hadnāt seen clearly last night because the light wasnāt good.
"The hand doesnāt look good anymore~" Jane Sampson was somewhat reluctant to show James Black, tried to pull back her hand, but couldnāt.
"No, it wonāt." James Black gently put down her sleeve, "It will get better slowly."
Hearing those words from James Black, Jane Sampson suddenly burst out laughing, leaving James Black baffled, staring at her for several seconds.
"Whatās so funny?" James Black was puzzled, previously a little upset about being called unattractive, but why did she suddenly laugh so happily?
"Not telling you." Jane Sampson stood up, left James Black behind, and went off to wash up.