You were tidying up the medicines when Jay came and leaned in the doorway. When you turn around, his nose is slightly scratched, the corner of his lips is bruised and his fingers are injured. It's actually nothing new to see it like that.

You sighed and patted treatment bed to signal him to sit down.

Jay chuckled and walked over to the bed and sat down.

"As a nurse, you have to be friendly, you know."

You started cleaning his wounds and bruises, pressing the wound on his nose with cotton.

"Ya!!Can't you be more gentle?" He protested even though there was a bit of amusement in seeing your attempt to look annoyed.

"You're so noisy, young master..."

Jay rolled his eyes. "I told you to stop calling me young master."