Jasper quickly grabbed Rogerâs forearm and looked at his hand. âYouâre hurt!â
It wasnât a question, but a statement. There were some wounds on his hand, some places where the skin was broken and blood was oozing out.
âItâs just a minor injury,â Roger said nonchalantly.
Jasper frowned and after a moment, he turned to the taxi driver in the front seat and said, âExcuse me, sir. If you happen to see a pharmacy along the way, could you please pull over so I can buy some medicine?â
âSure thing!â the driver replied.
âI told you, itâs just a minor injury. You donât have to go through all this trouble,â Roger said casually.
âIf a minor injury isnât properly treated, it can still become infected,â Jasper said sternly. âAnyway, you wait in the car for me. Iâll buy the medicine quickly!â
After a moment, the car stopped in front of a pharmacy along the road.
Jasper got out of the car and hurried towards the pharmacy.
Roger watched the figure rushing into the pharmacy through the car window, feeling an inexplicable surge in his heart.
âYoung man, your girlfriend is really good to you!â the driver in the front seat spoke up.
âSheâs not my girlfriend,â Roger replied in a indifferent tone.
âEven if sheâs not your girlfriend, she must be interested in you. Look how nervous she gets around you. As soon as she found out you were hurt, she rushed to the pharmacy to buy medicine,â the driver said.
Roger pursed his lips and remained silent.
âThis girl is really good. You should cherish her and not miss out on her. Youâll regret it in the future,â
the driverâs voice rang out again.
Rogerâs eyes flickered. Regret? How could he possibly regret it?
Just then, Jasper had already bought the medicine and ran back.
After getting on the car, she raised her hand to hold his hand.
âNo need, I can manage on my own,â he said.
âYou have only one hand, itâs not convenient. Let me help you apply the medicine,â she insisted, taking his hand and wiping off the bloodstains with a tissue. Then she disinfected the wound with iodine and applied some ointment.
Her movements were gentle and careful, as if she was afraid of hurting him.
Roger furrowed his brows slightly and looked at the wound on his hand that she had already treated.
For him, this kind of injury is indeed considered a minor one. There was a time when he was tortured to the point of being unrecognizable, and the various injuries on his body made him feel like he was no longer human!
âYou take this ointment back with you, apply it twice a day, donât forget!â She said, stuffing the ointment into his arms.
The car arrived at the entrance of Stanford University, and the two got out and walked into the campus.
Roger pursed his lips and finally said somewhat reluctantly, âAnyway, thanks for today.â
âYouâre welcome.â She smiled brightly.
After he left, she was about to head to her own dorm room when suddenly she remembered something. She opened her hand and saw the tissue she had used to wipe away his bloodstains.
It was a tissue stained with his blood.
This could also be used as a DNA sample for testing!
Last time, she had tried so hard to get a DNA sample with his saliva, but she ended up with nothing.
However, she didnât even think about getting a DNA sample when she was treating his wounds and applying medicine just now. But now, she had a tissue stained with his blood in her hand.