It had been three days since Ji-ho had been feeding Walter her antibiotic powder. The infection had been abating and the effects were quite visible on the wound itself. Walter's fever had also reduced and he felt his body grow healthier with each day.
"You really are a healer," he said with wonder as he watched Ji-ho clean his healing wound.
"Amazing, aren't I?" Ji-jo dryly responded. "If not for my kind heart, I wouldn't have pitied your pathetic self. You'd be dying slowly and painfully under Renee's care."
Her words towards him were always very rough, and sometimes rude enough to hurt his feelings but Walter didn't mind anymore. Arabella fed him delicious meals, cleaned his wound gently, and he owed his life to her.
"I'm sorry, Arabella."
Ji-ho glanced up at him.
"For?"
"Being mean to you, hurting you.. "