“Shut up.” The brunette held the open wound at her side and hissed. “You don’t have to bullshit me, I know it doesn’t look good. Save the dramatics.”

“ Just tryin’ to help. " He muttered under his breath, thinking of offering his medical skills to help her out for the time being. "If ya’d like, not that ya haf'ta, but I could take a look at it? It'a bite?" The soldier asked hesitantly.
His eyes focused on her wound as he listened to her try and get out of this. Ryan didn’t like needles either, but he’d...
Judith was afraid he would say that. Stitches meant a needle had to patch her flesh together before the infection...
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