Justin Kingston sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze following Anton Ford as he walked. The source of this content ɪs novęlfire.net Mia Lane squeezed his shoulder, hoping he wouldn’t ask any questions right now. Some issues could be dealt with later, now was the time to tend to his wounds. At Ian Shelby’s request, Anton had to sit on another bed, "Don’t be so foolish next time, taking a knife for someone else isn’t worth it." Justin turned his gaze, "You mean you’re not grateful?" Mia hurriedly said to Ian, "Quick, give him a check-up." Firstly to ease the atmosphere, and secondly out of concern for him. "Yes, master." Ian understood her intention and began examining Anton. Mia bent down and whispered to Justin, "Would you like to lie on your side and rest for a bit? I’ll help you." Justin was indeed a bit tired, having lost a lot of blood. He nodded, allowing his wife to help him lie on his side. The careful movements made Anton jealous, showing off their affection? Can’t he lie down himself? Ian prepared the equipment, looked at Anton, "You lie down too, so I can give you a full examination." Anton remained seated, after a while, he turned his gaze to Mia, "Can you help me too? I’m in pain all over." "..." Mia looked up, their gazes met. She had just helped Justin lie down and was covering him with a blanket. So she didn’t respond immediately, and after covering him, she walked around the bed to Anton’s side. She placed her arm behind his back and held his other shoulder, "Be careful." Anton lay back quite contentedly. This scene made Justin uncomfortable. Anton, however, felt inexplicably at ease. After helping him lie down, Mia stood by the bedside, watching Ian examine him. After a moment, Justin’s voice came over, "Honey, I want some water." That "honey" was definitely intentional. She looked up, "Okay." and quickly went to pour water for him. After serving Justin water, Anton, who was undergoing an examination, also spoke up, "Mia, I’m thirsty too." "Okay." Mia went to pour water again. Anton said, "I want warm water, around 40 degrees, the kind I used to pour for you, that temperature is good for the stomach." "Okay, I’ll adjust the temperature for you." She treated it as taking care of a patient. "..." Justin shot a cold glance over, seeing Anton with a triumphant smile on his lips. Mia brought the water over and carefully helped him sit up. After feeding him warm water, Anton’s overall pain grew stronger, and he furrowed his eyebrows deeply. "What’s wrong?" Mia determined he was seriously hurt, "Quickly lie down." So she helped him lie down again. "Where’s the Nanny?" Justin’s voice was cold and deep, "Let the Nanny take care of him, it’s too tiring for Mia to look after both of us!" Hearing this, Ian glanced up at him, unable to stop the slight curve of his lips, truly like an angry little bird. This Mr. Kingston was outright jealous, the whole air seemed laden with vinegar. "Ian, I’m talking to you." Justin looked at him. Ian looked up, "Are you talking to me?" "Alright, alright, I’ll finish his examination first." Ian agreed quickly and continued his work. At this moment, Anton spoke again, "Mia, can you help me take off my shoes?" Mia looked at him, then glanced at Justin. Justin was displeased but seemed at a loss for words. Mia smiled to reassure him, then bent down to help Anton remove his shoes. "Nanny!!" Justin shouted toward the door, the forceful breath tugging at his back wound, causing him to hiss as his entire upper body tingled with numbness. "Coming, coming!" a middle-aged woman hurried over to the door, "What can I do for you, Mr. Kingston?" she asked, high-strung and anxious. "Go help him take off his shoes!" Justin pointed at Anton, "Quickly!"