Chapter 191: Is the assassin dead?

Heloise looked at the bloody arrowhead and wondered how he endured the pain of pulling out such a long arrow.

She raised her hand and gently patted his other shoulder, saying, "It's out now, the worst part is over."

Upon hearing this, Reginald pulled her in front of him, resting his head on her chest. The faint scent of mint emanated from her, immediately soothing his pain.

Heloise watched the blood seeping from his back, her brows furrowing tighter. Before she could react, her hand had already wrapped around his head, fingers buried in his short hair, gently comforting him.

Seeing this scene, Ben, who was watching from the side, suddenly understood everything.

"Luckily, no vital organs were injured, but the bone injury is quite severe. He needs rest. I'll start stitching up the wound."

Doctor Phillips began to treat the wound, stitching it layer by layer.

Reginald leaned against Heloise, occasionally moaning in pain, while Heloise bi