Deirdre’s head was knocked against the wall after being pushed. Before she could relieve the pain, she immediately came to her senses when she heard Freya's cry. "What? Bleeding? Where is the bleeding?"

Freya gnashed her teeth and glared at Deirdre, extremely unhappy. "How did you look after Mr. Reed? You should be considered a care worker, right? But you didn't even know that something happened to the wound!?"

Deirdre’s mind was blank.

There was something wrong with the wound!? Kyran obviously hadn't moved at all on the bed, so how could something have happened to the surgical wound?

Following that, she thought about helping Kyran go to the restroom last night, but Kyran insisted on supporting himself. At that time, she had vaguely heard the sound of gasping. Could it be that time…

Deirdre's eyes turned red all of a sudden. She was rather afraid and even more regretful.

Suddenly, Deirdre felt her hand was touched by chilly fingertips, which wrapped her hand immediately. The palm