Before Collin threw his question, he saw blood on the ground where Noah came. Collin immediately turned to Noah and looked at Noah’s arm, “You… You got injured?”
Covering his arm and frowning, Noah nodded, “Yes. Help me bandage it.”
“I can’t do it. I’ll find someone for you,” said Collin as he was about to call for help. He realized something and turned around to ask, “Let me see if the wound needs stitches.”
“No.” Noah stretched out his arm. There was a bloody cut on his arm, about seven or eight centimeters. The cut was not very deep, but there was a lot of blood. Along the way, the scarf on his arm was stained with blood, and the blood was still dripping.
Collin nodded and led him to a nurse. Collin sat on a chair and asked, “What happened?”
The nurse was disinfecting the wound. She said to Noah, “It will hurt. Just bear with it.”
Noah showed no expression. He nodded and looked at Collin, “I met some habitual thieves.”
“Have you called the police?”
“No. I beat them up,” said Noah, shaking his head.
Collin answered with silence.
The nurse could not help but look at Noah.
“How many of them were there?” Collin pointed at Noah’s arm and said, “You seem to be … quite good at this.”
At least on the day of Jaquan and Emma’s wedding, the moves Noah showed on the cruise ship were very intimidating.
Noah knew what Collin meant, and his lips twitched, “They are more injured than me.”
Collin believed it.
“They? How many were there?” the nurse asked curiously.
“Five.” Noah looked down at his arm. The wound that had been sterilized was completely exposed. The skin was cut open, and the flesh and blood inside were revealed.
The nurse was throwing the cotton ball into the trash can. When she heard this, she turned around and looked at him, dumbfounded. “Five?”
Noah frowned. He remembered that when the fight began, the phone, which was in the pocket of the coat he threw on the ground, rang. It was from Ferne. When he reached for the phone, the knife was thrown at him.
Noah could have used the phone to block the knife, but the phone was bought by Ferne recently. Ferne also bought them the phone shell for him without asking him, and Ferne even threatened him not to change it.
On instinct, Noah turned his wrist and protected his phone, allowing the knife to cut his arm.
After the bandaging was done, Collin walked Noah out.
“You have to be on duty during the new year holiday?” Noah asked.
“No. I’m taking my colleague’s shift for half a day. Besides, this is the day to remove the cast,” Collin looked at his watch and said, showing his whiter arm to Noah.
Only then did Noah recall that Collin’s arm was fractured before. They chatted for a while, and then Noah bid goodbye and left.
Ferne tossed and turned on the sofa like a pancake until the door opened. He said lazily, “Did you go to outer space to buy medicine?”
Noah threw the medicine in his hand on the coffee table and brought inside a bag of food from the.
“Food? Didn’t you say you were going to cook some beef for me today?” asked Ferne.
“Not in the mood anymore. Just make do with it.” Noah said, walking towards the bathroom.
Ferne shrugged. He put the bag on the table and began to look for a plate.
They were watching the fireworks in the car last night, and the heater was on. They took a walk around the beach in the morning, after which Ferne caught a cold and a running nose.
Ferne’s phone rang again. He put the bag on the table and checked the number. Lisa had called last night. Ferne finished the call as fast as he could, but there Lisa called again.
Noah came out of the bathroom when Ferne was about to answer the call. Noah changed into a loose light blue sweater. Ferne stared at Noah suspiciously, “What did you go out for? Why did you change your clothes?”
“I didn’t change last night.” Noah bypassed Ferne and walked to the dining table.
“Then why did you change without taking a shower?” Ferne followed Noah and was very sure that Noah did not bathe.
“I’m hungry and want to eat something first.” Noah washed the plates and brought them over. Ferne noticed that Noah’s right arm had been hanging down without moving.
“What happened to your arm?” Ferne asked.
Noah raised his arm. Just as Noah was about to speak, Ferne walked over in a rush. Ferne grabbed Noah by the arm and rolled up the sleeve.
“How the hell did you get hurt like this on the way to buy medicine? Who did this?” asked Ferne, staring at the wound in surprise.
“A bunch of thieves.” Noah took a cup of water and went to the coffee table to get the medicine. After reading the instructions, he took two pills and handed them to Ferne, “Take them.”
“Shit!” Ferne had nowhere to vent his sudden anger. Ferne walked around and turned back to ask, “Didn’t you call the police? Where are the thieves now?”
“Take your medicine,” said Noah as he pinned Ferne down on the chair.
“What the…” Before Ferne finished his words, a cup hit his teeth. Water was poured into his mouth, followed by the bitter pills.
He choked a few times, pointed at Noah and wanted to curse, but could not say a word.
“Eat and go to sleep,” said Noah as he handed over a plate.
Ferne finally calmed down, but he was still angry, especially when he saw the gauze on Noah’s arm. There seemed to be blood seeping out of it, and the even innermost part of the gauze was stained.
“Why didn’t you call the police?” Ferne took out his phone, trying his best not to swear. He eventually suppressed the anger, but he was still breathing hard as if the person who was injured was not Noah but him.
“Where did it happen?” asked Ferne.
Noah held Ferne’s hand down from across the table, looking calm, “Don’t make a fuss over it during the new year holidays. Just eat.”
“What the hell is this all about?” said Ferne, glaring at Noah.
Noah looked to be at ease, “I beat the hell out of them. They stole nothing from me. If I called the police, I would be fined for this and nothing more than being disciplined would happen to those thieves.”
“So, you’re just trying to save money?” asked Ferne, who was almost breathless.
Noah glanced at Ferne as if Ferne was retarded.
“You should go to the hospital.”
“For what?” Ferne was confused.
Noah pointed at Ferne’s temple and said, “Your brain.”
“Excuse me?”
