The confusion in his heart. (2)
Speaking about all his heart-wrenching pain, Deming's body went limp.
Murphy supported him by his shoulder, "Deming! Boy, what have you done with yourself? Come, let's first sit there comfortably. You have got several scratches on your hand. Let me treat it first or it may cause infection."
He then led him towards the couch to make him sit comfortably and then swiftly brought the first aid box for treating his wounds.
He wiped off the blood which was now almost dry using antiseptic lotion. The wound must have given him stinging pain when it came in contact with the antiseptic lotion but to him, his heart was stinging more than his deep wounds.
Murphy then poured him a glass of plain water so that his mind can collect its senses, "Hmm, drink this, and then we will talk about it."
Deming slowly drank the glass of water as his mind came back to its senses.
But all this while the thing that never left him was the pain, he was feeling deep down in his heart.