"Oh, oh, okay, okay," Tansill hastily agreed, then took out his phone to call the family doctor.
Lizette didn't care about the wound at all; she just stared coldly at Fannie.
She had already thought of dozens of ways to punish Fannie in her mind.
Since Fannie dared to falsely accuse her in public, she should be prepared to pay a painful price at any time!
Suddenly, everything went dark before my eyes.
Lion shifted a step to the right, his broad chest perfectly blocking Lizette's line of sight.
Lizette clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, raising her eyes only to meet Lion's deep gaze.
"First, let's treat the wound," he said calmly, his unwavering gaze tinged with a hint of barely noticeable tenderness. "Be good and listen."
Right now, the most important thing is to stitch up the wound. As for Fannie, there will be plenty of time to settle the score with her later.