Chapter 29: Bodyguard Please!

As Maryanne breathes in deeply, her arm still throbbing, the doctor leans back, adjusting his glasses. They are all within the main living room of the mansion, Max having forced her to sit down as soon as they arrived.

"It was a good choice in calling me. Even small cuts such as these can turn for the worse if untreated." He closes his case of medical equipment.

Maryanne shifts her arm around, seeing if the slight throb will fall into agony. She winces as she proves her hypothesis right, and the gauze tightens. She lowers her arm once more and holds back the painful sigh caught in her throat.

Max is hovering over the side of the doctor, his arms folded and his brow hard. "But she's okay doctor?" He only steps back in order to allow the man to stand up from his chair.

He nods, staring down at Maryanne's wrapped arm, "Yes, perfectly healthy. I treated the wounds and wrapped them, but they should start closing up shortly."

"Thank you very much." Max releases one of his arms in order to