Chapter 28: Bloody Mary, bloody marry (1)
‘How could you not notice something like this stabbing into your body?’
While I was speechless with shock, Liam was already rummaging through his bag and pulling out some medicines. After assessing the width and depth of the wound, he gave a calm and peculiar order.
“Step back.”
Why? If I let go, she’ll die. But Liam’s face was resolute. Ah, I recognized the bottle in his hand. ‘If you pour this on shallow wounds,’ he had explained before. Without hesitation, he poured it on the wound, which started bubbling and frothing white. As the wound cleaned, blood and foam flowed down and pooled on the floor. The clear liquid formed a puddle big enough to reflect the woman’s pale face. Yet, he continued pouring the medicine (nearly emptying the bottle) and started with a new one.
“Liam, stop…”
And then I witnessed something astonishing. Like water being pumped from the ground, the wound that had been spewing blood began to heal. It was a speed of recovery beyond human capabilities. Before I knew it, the wound, about the size of a fingertip, left only a white scar.
Impossible. But the man who made the impossible possible stood before me.
He placed a hand over the healed area, closed his eyes, and then looked up. His gray pants, vest, and even his white shirt were soaked in blood.
“The worst is over. If we get her to the hospital now, she should be fine.”