Grace Gordon didn't see Wilbert Morgan's figure in the living room. Hearing noises from the kitchen, she wrapped her clothes tightly around herself and walked towards the kitchen.
She saw Wilbert Morgan diligently slicing the ginger, when his hand slipped...
"Hiss..."
Wilbert Morgan took a sharp breath, and fresh blood flowed from the cut in an instant.
Grace let go of her arms folded across her chest and quickly walked over to grab Wilbert's hand, "How could you be so careless!"
Grace immediately held Wilbert's hand under the tap to rinse it.
Wilbert Morgan's brows furrowed, and he used his other hand to move Grace's hand away, "You can't touch cold water!"
Grace looked at Wilbert, somewhat surprised, watching him seriously place his hand under the tap.
The red blood mixed with the clear water flowed away, and Grace brought a first aid box to bandage Wilbert's wound.
"What were you doing? Are you hungry?" Grace asked as she wiped the wound with alcohol.