Chapter 225 She Was in Great Pain at That Time
"How are you feeling?"
When Emily arrived, things were a bit different from what she'd expected.
She'd thought he'd be lying in bed all weak and sickly, with that cold aura around him.
But the moment Emily walked in, she saw him propped up weakly against the headboard, his eyes looking somehow... resentful and pitiful.
This made Emily feel a bit guilty.
Like she was some kind of heartless woman or something.
"I'm the same as always. What could be wrong? You already gave me medicine, didn't you?"
Daniel's tone was flat, but his expression definitely showed he had feelings about this.
The sudden contrast almost threw Emily off.
She instinctively tried to soothe him, "Let me check on you again. Sorry, I had some urgent matters to look into just now. I wasn't abandoning you!"
"I'm fine!"
Daniel didn't know what was wrong with himself.
He just felt uneasy when he couldn't see her.
During that brief moment of unconsciousness earlier, he'd had a dream where she was injured, covered in blood, collapsed in front of him. In that moment, his despair and pain were so intense that he had this crazy thought.
He wanted to keep her locked by his side, so that even if there was danger, he could shield her from it.
But the moment she spoke to him gently and softly, he immediately softened.
He even felt guilty—after all, she'd just gone through a life-or-death crisis too, and here he was needing to be comforted.
Daniel answered sullenly, but his gaze fell on her injured arm.
He directly ordered York, "Get the medical kit!"
York was stunned!
Mainly because Daniel said it so matter-of-factly, as if this were his own place.
Emily noticed Daniel's gaze on her arm and understood what he wanted to do. She quickly waved her hand, "No need, I'm fine. I'll just deal with it casually later!"
Daniel's gaze swept coldly over York, "What are you waiting for!"
Then, turning back to Emily, though forceful, his eyes couldn't hide his concern, "Come here, let me put medicine on it for you."
Emily, considering he was a patient and had saved her life, gave in.
"The medical kit is in the drawer of the coffee table in the living room."
Emily told York.
York looked at Emily gratefully and rushed to get the kit, afraid that if he delayed, Daniel's anger would turn on him.
Daniel looked at the wound on Emily's arm, still frowning, "What was so important that you couldn't take care of yourself?"
He remembered that when Emily was helping him escape, he'd vaguely seen Knox through his daze.
She wasn't worried about Knox, was she?
At the time, it was indeed Knox's timely arrival that allowed him and Emily to escape successfully. He was grateful and even willing to give up some benefits to the Green family as a token of thanks.
But he just didn't want Emily constantly thinking about Knox because of this.
This made Daniel feel conflicted and contradictory inside.
"It's nothing, I already had you look into it." Emily didn't want to worry Daniel, so she answered evasively.
Daniel probed, "Were you concerned about Knox? Is he safe?"
Emily didn't notice Daniel's conflicted emotions. Seeing he was also concerned about Knox, she naturally nodded, "He's fine. The law enforcement team cooperated with him and took down that entire facility in one sweep. It won't exist anymore, and the people held there have been rescued."
This was an indirect admission that she'd just called Knox.
Daniel felt like all the vinegar in his heart was about to spill over.
He suppressed the sourness inside and said, "He saved me. I'll repay this life-saving debt. You don't need to worry too much about him, and you don't need to feel any psychological burden because of it."
He would bear this life-saving debt, so Emily wouldn't have to, and wouldn't be threatened by Knox using it.
As a man, he could see Knox's intentions toward Emily all too clearly.
Emily hadn't expected Daniel to think of this. "It's true he arrived in time, and we do owe him a favor. But I also gave him the rights to a new medicine I developed, plus a patent authorization, so neither of us needs to feel burdened.
Besides, he considers me a friend, so he probably won't use this favor to manipulate us!"
She said this with certainty, based on her memories from her past life and a natural trust in Knox.
Daniel felt much more relieved when she said she only considered Knox a friend.
Also, she said "us," which meant she considered them as one.
Visibly, Daniel's mood improved.
The air shifted from cold and tense to sweet.
When York came in, this was the atmosphere he felt. He didn't know what had happened during his brief absence.
However, Daniel was still Daniel—quick to learn anything, able to achieve whatever he set out to do.
And in this matter of winning over Emily, he seemed to be making good progress, too.
"Mr. Smith, here's the medical kit."
York placed the kit by the bed and tactfully found an excuse to leave.
Only the two of them remained in the room.
Daniel directly pulled Emily over and used scissors to cut open her injured sleeve.
He focused on carefully applying medicine to her.
Treating her like a child, afraid of hurting her, he even blew on the wound repeatedly, "Bear with it, I'll be as gentle as possible."
His voice was low and husky with barely detectable tenderness.
"This little injury is nothing, I'm used to it. You don't need to be so careful."
When she was wandering outside before, she'd suffered much worse injuries.
Later, to protect the Johnson family, she'd endured even more beatings. She seemed to have long gotten used to worse pain.
This little bit of pain really was nothing.
Emily said it casually.
But Daniel only felt something clutching at his heart, sour and aching.
Girls Emily's age, like Veda, were raised with endless love and care.
Even a tiny scratch, even when it was almost healed, would have a whole group of people feeling sorry for her.
But Emily said she was used to such a large wound!
He lowered his eyes, suppressing the turmoil within, and continued gently applying medicine bit by bit, while saying, "You won't have to get used to pain anymore. You can say it hurts, and someone will feel sorry for you."
Emily's heart was struck.
No one had ever said this to her before.
Even in her past life, when she was dying and coughing up blood, when she crawled away from the Johnson Villa, she was in so much pain, her mother never cared if she was hurting; she only cared whether Bianca could get a good organ.
Emily thought that living a second life had made her heart hard like a stone, but in this moment, she was still moved.
Her eyes involuntarily reddened.
She tilted her head back slightly, forcing the tears back, "Thank you! Okay, the medicine's done. I'm going to change clothes!"
Not wanting Daniel to see her vulnerable side, Emily pulled her arm back as soon as he finished and wanted to escape.
Daniel saw her emotions. He respectfully said, "Okay."
Emily turned to leave, but could still feel the intensity of his gaze.
Until she left the room.
Daniel put away all his emotions and called York over with a cold face.
"You were here the whole time just now. Was there anything unusual?"
An intuition—Daniel felt something must have happened.
But perhaps, due to his physical condition, his brain was still a bit sluggish, and he hadn't yet caught any useful information.