Chapter 234 When Did He Get Hurt?

"Nick, who are you talking with?"

Callan's slightly anxious voice came from inside, accompanied by a slight breath. "Hiss... Why couldn't I control my hand? D*mn it! Come in and help me press my hand. The medicine is a little irritating..."

Nick gestured in front of Savannah and said, "Savannah, please!"

Savannah's heart was in her mouth. Swallowing her saliva, she pushed open the half-closed door and went in.

In the living room, Callan was sitting on the sofa. There was a basin on the tea table in front of him. There was black medicine juice in the basin, and a pungent smell spread in the air.

Callan did not look up. He was concentrating on dealing with his left hand. He lowered his eyes and looked anxious. Hearing the footsteps, he urged, "What are you waiting for?"

Savannah quickened her pace and walked over. Without saying a word, she rolled up her sleeves and pressed his arm.

Seeing the two white and slender hands on his arm, Callan was st