Chapter 50 First Time for Everything
Nny slumped against her, barely responsive.
Worried he might pass out from blood loss, Eliza kept trying to talk to him during the car ride. Nn managed a few <b>half- </b>hearted replies–just enough to show he was still conscious.
When they reached the hotel, she helped him toward the entrance.
“Wait…” Nn suddenly stopped.
Eliza frowned. “What is it? You need treatment, fast,”
There <b>was </b>a pause. Then, oddly, she noticed the tips of his ears had turned red,
“Are you running a fever?” she asked anxiously. “Or are they still following us?”
No.
JHis reply was tight, as if something <b>was </b>difficult to say,
Eliza had rarely seen Nn look this awkward.
“<b>Well</b>: What’s going on?” she asked.
“1” His ears turned redder. “Your ID…”
“My ID:” Then it hit her.
Right. She was still in high <b>school</b>.
A minor. Checking into <b>a </b>hotel like this… was he embarrassed?
“You’ve never checked into a hotel with <b>a </b>girl before, <b>have </b>you?” she said, trying not tough.
So that’s why he was acting like this?
“Rx. I’ve got <b>an </b>ID.”
After cutting ties with the <b>Rivers </b>family, Eliza had kept her ID on her at all <b>times</b>.
Only then did Nn stop protesting.
Once inside. Eliza took the lead. Calm, confident–like she’d done this a hundred times.
She <b>handed </b>over her ID, signed in, asked about delivery ess.
Everything went <b>smoothly</b>.
“Here’s your key cards. This way, please”
The receptionist personally escorted them to <b>the </b>elevator.
“Can <b>we </b>have food delivered by robot here?” Eliza asked.
“Yes, of course.”
“Good.
<b>As </b>the elevator doors closed, silence fell.
Then Nn asked, “This isn’t your first time booking a hotel <b>room</b>, is it?”
Of course not.
The words <b>almost </b>slipped out–but then she remembered she was still supposed to be a high schooler.
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“It’s my first time,” she replied.
“You seemed pretty familiar with the process.”
“I’ve seen it on TV,” she said.
But the moment the words left her mouth, she regretted it.
These stuff like that on TIT
When she <b>nced </b><b>at </b>Nn, his cars were even redder.
Ding.
The elevator arrived.
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Not wanting to continue the awkward conversation, Eliza quickly said, “Come on, let’s get that wound treated before it gets
She helped him into the suite and nearly stopped in surprise,
A presidential suite.
At his age, and he had a VIP card that booked this?
“TIl help clean your wound.”
She guided Nn to the couch and pressed him down gently, then immediately moved to find the medical kit.
High–end hotels like this usually had emergency supplies. Sure enough, she located a well–stocked kit without hesitation.
From the couch. Nn watched her work.
“You’ve stayed here before?
“No.”
“Then how’d you know where the kit was?”
<b>Thinking </b>fast, she replied. “I noticed it by the <b>door </b>when we came in
<b>Nn </b>still seemed suspicious.
To distract him, <b>Eliza </b>whipped out her phone and quickly ordered antiseptics, painkillers, and suture materials.
“<b>You’ve </b>already treated this?” <b>she </b>asked, examining the cut on <b>his </b>abdomen.
It was a knife wound–most likely from a folding de. A temporary bandage had slowed the bleeding.
“That’s the only reason you stayed <b>conscious</b>, <b>huh</b>?”
“It’s just a scratch. I’ll stitch it myself.”
“You’re not stitching anything,” she said tly. “I’ll do it.”
It <b>wasn’t </b>ideal–but she could manage.
<b>“</b>Same as sewing fabric, right?” she muttered.
Nn said nothing.
Within minutes, a robot delivered everything she’d ordered–disinfectants, coagnts, painkillers<b>, </b>even sterile surgical
thread.
Tus’ll sting a little,” she warned.
Chapter 50 First Time for Everything
She carefully <b>removed </b>the makeshift bandage and began disinfecting the wound.
Nn’s brow beaded with sweat from the sting of the alcohol, but he didn’t make a sound.
Focused, Eliza worked with steady hands–cleaning, medicating, then stitching the wound closed
Despite the blood, the tension, and the sterile smell of medical supplies, her fingers never trembled.
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