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In the morning, the servants were sending the doctor out.

Smithton who was leaning on the couch after finishing his treatment was still feeling the hidden pain from his shoulder.

The rage in his heart burned like a raging fire. He couldn't imagine that he could receive such treatment from the soldiers.

"Some bloody soldiers dared beat me! That bastard rascal! Damn it!"

When he thought about the rageful act, Smithton smacked the arm of his sofa but immediately he gasped heavily because his enraged actions seemed to have hurt his injuries.

"'Your bones fractured! You'll need to rest quietly to recuperate for a while and in order not to leave any sequelae behind, it would be best to let the servants take care of you the first few days.'"

The doctor's reminder echoed in Smithton ears.

Immediately, Smithton gasped heavily and rushed as if fuel was added to a burning fire.