Hearing this, Estelle couldn’t help but sigh and said, “There are only a few days before Grandpa’s birthday. Although the wound on your neck is not deep, it may not heal before that.”

Cristofer adjusted the rearview mirror on his motorcycle and looked at the scratch on his neck. The scratch was in his Adam’s apple and was about four centimeters, looking distinct.

At this time, Christina, who had been silent, took out a band-aid from her pocket and handed it to him. “Uncle Cristofer, here you are.”

Seeing this, Cristofer was a little surprised. “Do you always take a band-aid with you?”

With a smile, Christina nodded, “Hee hee....