"Okay, then..." Waylon Gray was relieved. Although he could barely handle it by himself, he would inevitably mishandle it. He has been here for many days, and things in the company have also been delayed. There is a backlog, and he is afraid it will cause trouble if he doesn't go back to deal with it.

Darcy Harrington smiled and skillfully untied the gauze he had hidden in his heart. At that time, it was just a skin injury. After a few days of recovery, it was almost healed.

"You will be cured soon." Darcy Harrington used a cotton swab to clean up the dregs on the wound as she...