There were still dried bloodstains at the corners of his lips, clearly from being bitten. His clothes and hands were marked with blood that had turned brown. His face showed deep exhaustion, as if he were utterly spent.
"I'll go call the doctor!" Without thinking, Mabel Quinn turned to run out of the ward.
Just as she turned, his hands wrapped around her from behind, and he rested his head on her shoulder, murmuring softly, "No need to call any doctor. Let me hold you for a while. Just for a while."
Mabel Quinn stopped moving, allowing Kyle Kinston to hold her just like that.
Her mind, however, was filled with questions. What on earth had happened yesterday, and why was he in this state?
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The doctor treated Kyle Kinston's wounds. Fortunately, they were just superficial wounds and were not serious. Of course, Mabel could tell that even the doctor was curious about how Kyle got these injuries, but the doctor didn't dare to ask.
