"This isn't my first time treating your gunshot wounds. Besides, your injuries almost got you killed the last time.

"Either way, I'm a doctor. As long as there are injuries that I can treat, I'll have to treat them."

Yvonne said without looking up, "Also, you have hidden so many things from me. One extra matter wouldn't make a difference. You can tell me when you feel ready."

Kendrick was at a loss for words.

Without mentioning her other qualities, the fact that Yvonne could maintain such calm and rationality about a suspicious gunshot was way beyond his expectations.

Seeing Kendrick not respond, Yvonne smiled. "Since you never planned on telling me in the first place, why did you ask?"

Kendrick felt as if Yvonne could read his mind. It was a first for him, so he felt a little awkward.

Then, he looked away and said, "Alright, you can do your thing."

Yvonne chuckled. She looked at the wound in detail. She still couldn't help but say, "You're really a tough one."

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Half an hou