L—arry anxiously brought over the medicine for external use. After receiving the medicine, Edwards personally applied it on his brother.
"Oh!" The drunk Joshua let out a painful cry the moment the disinfectant touched the wound on his face. Opening his slightly confused eyes, it became blurry for a moment, and a gloomy male face gradually became clear.
"Brother!" He opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse. Soon after, he held his head up, wanting to sit up.
He was pushed back onto the bed by Edwards whose voice was full of reproach: "Who let you fight with someone else? Look at your face, it's filled with wounds. If this were known by Grandpa and Grandma, how worried would they be? "
"Brother, where is this?" Joshua then looked at the place he was standing in dizzily.
"Hotel, don't move, I'll disinfect you!" While Edwards was speaking, he also used cotton swab, dipped in disinfectant to wipe his wounds that were bleeding profusely from his skin.
"Ah!" Joshua let out an unbearable cry of pain, his handsome face scrunched up, and he could only ask unhappily: "Brother, be gentle, it hurts so much!"
"If you know it's painful, why did you have to fight? Why didn't you look at the number of enemies? Four people hitting you. It was good enough they didn't beat you to death!" Edwards still expressed his condemnation of his brother's impulsive actions.
"Who asked them to say such shameless words. Even if it's ten people, I will still fight with them!" The alcohol in Joshua's body subsided, and he became clear-headed.
"Didn't you break up with Elizabeth?" After Edwards finished wiping the disinfecting water for him, he took out a bandage and pasted it on his wound, then casually asked.
"Even if we broke up, I would never allow another man to pollute her, even if it means saying it!" Joshua clenched his teeth fiercely, with a tyrannical expression on his face.
When Edwards heard it, he laughed mockingly, "I think you're angry at her. You obviously still love her in your heart."
"What’s the use of loving her? She lied to me!" Joshua got up and walked towards the bathroom, but when he saw the five or six wounds on his handsome face in the mirror, he was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up again.
Edwards folded his arms across his chest and leaned on the door of the bathroom. Seeing that his face had turned ugly, he warned: "Next time, don't fight with anyone else. If you're really angry, tell me, I'll fix them for you."
"Brother, can you not always treat me like a child? I am a man after all!" But Joshua didn't like the feeling of being protected by his brother, it made him feel like he had not grown up yet.
Edwards chuckled: "Alright, I know you're a man. Fighting for your woman is also a form of boldness, just that, next time you need to be careful, don't go throw your life away!" "I'm fine, aren't I?" Joshua said, and as if he had pull some kind of wound on his body, the corners of his mouth widened into a smile.
"Take off your clothes, I'll see if there are any more wounds on your body!" Edwards saw that his expression was strange and immediately ordered.
"No need. Bro, I don't feel it's proper!" Joshua felt shy now.
"Let me take a look. Otherwise, I won't be leaving so easily!" However, Edwards did not care at all. His brother, he can see as he likes.
Joshua had no choice but to take off his jacket, exposing his healthy and sturdy body to the air. He saw that the back of his waist was red and swollen, as though he had been fiercely punched by someone.
When Edwards returned home, the two little fellows were already asleep. Lily sat on the sofa in the bedroom while drawing with a pen. This was the new design that she was going to hand in next spring
Hearing the sound of a car downstairs, she put down her pen and got up. From the French window, she saw the tall figure of a man flashing in front of the lobby door.
Lily turned and walked out, only to see that Edwards had walked up the stairs with heavy steps, and the two looked at each other.
"Where did you go?" Lily stepped forward, and worriedly held onto one of his large hands: "Grandmother said you left in a hurry, did something happen?"
"I want to eat the noodles you made. I haven't eaten anything yet!" Edwards said softly as he held her small hand and whispered into her ear.
"Haven't you had dinner? What the hell are you doing?" Hearing that, Lily's heart ached, it was already so late, and he had not eaten yet, wouldn't that hurt his stomach?
"Anyway, it's something that I have to do. Now that it's done, come down and cook something for me!" Edwards held her small hand and walked towards the stairs.
At this point, the nannies had all rested. Old Garry had also finished his work and was probably resting in his room.
Edwards did not want to trouble others. Moreover, he had not eaten something that she made personally for a long time. He kind of miss it.
Lily took some food from the refrigerator and sighed. Since he was unwilling to say, then she would not ask anymore. It may be something not suitable to tell others.
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