Jerry listened to Ormand carefully and shook his head. "A military doctor is not needed, or it will arouse Ronian's suspicion. Anyway, it's just skin trauma, and I can endure it for a few days. When I come out of the interrogation room, I'll apply some ointment."
Jerry had undergone hard training and was not a delicate man after all. Seeing that he was quite persistent, Ormand did not insist.
"Okay, I will leave you a medical kit. You can deal with the injuries on your body."
Jerry nodded.
At the thought of Viola, he lowered his blue eyes and asked in a low voice, "Was it Viola who asked you to save me?"
"No, she's tired. She's resting at home and doesn't know what happened to you." Ormand glanced at Jerry.
"She is tired? Is there something wrong with her?" Jerry's eyes were anxious.
"She's not sick. It's a private matter between a couple. Do you still want to ask about it?" Ormand frowned and stared at Jerry calmly.