After River had finished speaking, Olivia remained silent for a long time. Steel wires and a rose tattoo on the ankle? It’s exactly as Eugene had suspected. “Let me see your wound,” she said, standing up and walking toward River.
Naturally, he felt the urge to retreat as she got closer. He couldn’t help but recall when she threw him over her shoulder, during which Albert had restrained him from fighting back. Then, he told himself to hold still regardless of whether or not she attempted another shoulder throw since he couldn’t make things worse for Albert. Hence, he extended his arm toward her while feigning a smile.
Afterward, she reached for his arm and saw it was still wrapped in bandages, so she knew the wound hadn’t completely healed.
Olivia was aware that if River’s arm had been injured by the Blood Rose’s steel wire, it would have been severed to the bone even if it had not been broken. The wire was so sharp it could easily sever a person’s body in half and was frequently used to kill without raising suspicion. Although she had prepared herself for it, she still held her breath as she removed the bandages from his arm. His strong arm was now mangled, with bone-deep wounds and multiple crisscrossing strangulation marks indicating a struggle.
Her brow furrowed slightly, and she asked, “Haven’t you applied any ointment?”
“It’s fine. It’ll heal in a few days.”
Nonetheless, Olivia looked at River with disdain and stated, “It’s already the 7th today. It would have looked better if it had healed sooner. Look at how inflamed the wound is. Your other arm is affected too?”
He nodded upon hearing this. On the other hand, she sighed with relief that she had brought her bag because she had packed her latest creation-a bone-softening powder. Initially, she planned to use it as an exit. strategy in case Albert and River did something shady, but since they were here to lend a hand, she realized that their testimony might exonerate Jewel. Hence, she didn’t mind using her creation as a goodwill gesture toward them. Afterward, she turned around and said, “Shannon, please bring over a small white bottle from my bag.”
Shannon responded promptly and soon retrieved the medicine bottle from the bag. “Is this the one?” Then, she handed it to Olivia.
This medicine was her own golden healing medication that she had developed, and it was more effective than the wound medications currently for sale on the market, but River didn’t know that.
Anxious, he looked at Albert, conveying a message through his eyes. Sir, Sir, this woman is going to harm me. However, Albert admonished him sternly before urging him to remain calm. Nevertheless, River began to panic. How can I stay calm? This is worse than a shoulder throw!
Meanwhile, he didn’t dare to move under Albert’s intimidating stare, but his eyes remained glued to Olivia, filled with apprehension. His heart sank as he observed. her carefully sprinkling the white powder from the medicine bottle to his wound. It’s over! My arm is done for.
Then, he looked at her as she wrapped the bandage around his arm again. She was cautious but not slow, and the neatly dressed bandage indicated her experience doing this for others.
Soon, River’s apprehension gradually turned into confusion. What is she trying to do? Could she be applying ointment to me? Could she be this kind-hearted?
Perhaps sensing his perplexed gaze, Olivia explained, “This is an anti-inflammatory medication. Here, apply it a few more times for faster healing. As she spoke, she handed him. the small white bottle.
After hearing this, he glanced at Albert. He hesitated to take it, unsure if it was truly an anti-inflammatory or something deadly. After all, she had thrown him to the ground without a word before.
