Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 653

The former speed racer shortened the two-hour drive to half an hour.

They soon arrived at the yard before Rowan’s house.

Jennifer had called in advance and Rowan was ready and waiting for them.

The bodyguard got off the car and opened the door for them. Finnley immediately rushed in with Mya in his arms.

Rowan waited for them at the door, “This way!” He turned around and led the way.

“Dr. Watson.” Finnley followed him into the operation room where the lights were on and with all sorts of medical equipment. It looked like a hospital room but with the feeling of a home.

The medical kit had been opened and Rowan had put on the surgical gloves.

"Put her down on the bed." Rowan quickly was about to treat her wound.

Finnley did as he said, he put Mya down on the bed, but Mya stretched out her arms and put them around his neck, with fear in her eyes.

Feeling her nervousness and fear, Finnley sat down on the edge of the bed and clenched her hand, giving her an encouraging look, "It's ok, I will be here.”

Rowan was treating the wound gently but quickly.

Jennifer told him that she did not know what kind of snake it was and he took a careful look at the wound before he made sure

It should be a viper.

He immediately injected serum for Mya.

Then he gave her a debridement to keep the venom from spreading.

Finnley covered Mya's eyes with his hand, "Don't look." He couldn't bear to look at it himself.

It should be because of the anesthetic that Mya didn't feel much pain.

Rowan was digging up her flesh around wound with a knife, blood flowed down and dripped into the bucket on the ground, looking horrifying.

Feeling her body shaking violently, Finnley held her hand tightly.

"No, I'm scared!" Mya could no longer hold on and buried her face in Finnley’s arms.

She got lose staring at Rowan?

Finnley frowned and felt a sense of crisis.

Mya looked at Rowan and smiled with admiration.

A while later, Rowan bandaged her wound and wad done treating her.

“Thank you, Dr. Watson,” Mya said in a gentle voice.

Rowan smiled at her, “You are welcome.”

“How’s she? Was it serious?” Finnley asked, “Is it done?”

“It was a viper. But luckily, you sent her here in time. She will be fine,” Rowan said in a beautiful voice, “But be careful not to get out of the bed.”

Finnley thought about it and asked, “And should the medicine be changed? How?”

“Change it twice a day and she will recover in less than a week without any scar.” Rowan took out a bottle of ointment he had developed himself and handed it to him.