OLIVER POV

AFTER he took my blood, he immediately took the oil I was holding

I can still see the red color of my blood that looks so fresh

"Hold me you ..." he said and handed me the oil with my blood "Grandpa get a sewer" Grandma said who immediately followed with

"Wait for me" Grandma said and I nodded

His grandson also returned quickly and gave him a sewer

"All right, anoint it" Grandma said so she dipped my hand in the oil, she was also ready to sew

I smeared oil on each side of his wound, when everything was put on it, it was as if...