The nurse hesitated, contemplating whether to say something, but ultimately decided against it. She felt a tinge of fear. It would bring relief if Theodore could handle it competently, but lingering concerns remained. After all, Theodore was not a professional, and she would be the one held accountable if anything went wrong.

Ignoring the nurse's questioning gaze, Theodore proceeded with gentle movements, following the nurse's process of administering medication and bandaging the wounds. Skillfully, he wrapped Ariana's injuries.

Observing Theodore's adeptness, the nurse felt at ease and realized there was no need to linger any longer. She turned to leave the ward.

Taking his time, Theodore meticulously bandaged Ariana's wounds, treating each step as if he were crafting a work of art. He relished the moment, his gaze shifting to Ariana, peacefully slumbering and relaxed. A sense of contentment enveloped him.

He couldn't help but muse, wishing she could maintain such obedience when she was awake.