"It's okay, they said it's just a minor injury," Vincent reassured Charlotte.
"That's still no good, Jordan, go find a pharmacy and buy some gauze and iodine to re-dress Vincent's wound."
Charlotte shook her head and issued the order to Jordan once more before leaving alone with the police.
Jordan wanted to call out to Charlotte to stop her, but he knew it wouldn't do much good, so he turned to look at Vincent and got up, preparing to head to the pharmacy.
"Really, it's not necessary to trouble yourself," Vincent said, somewhat helplessly.
After all, he was a doctor and fully aware of his own physical condition. Moreover, the assailant's blade hadn't cut too deeply, it was just that the bleeding was a bit excessive.
"Forget it, this is the task my sister entrusted to me. Just wait," Jordan waved his hand at Vincent, then with hands in his pockets, trudged off to the pharmacy.
