Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

There was no anesthetic left...
Luca looked at the wound that was deep enough to see the bones. The wound needed multilayer mattress stitches, and the pain
would be double of usual.
Amur knew she was worried if he would be able to stand the pain. He pursed his lips and looked at her. “Don’t worry. I want you
to close the wound.”
Luca looked at him for a few seconds. The wound had to be closed, and they could not wait any longer.
“Where are the supplies?” she asked after having decided to close the wound for Amur.
“They’re in the drawer.” The man pointed at the cabinet beside and said.
Luca opened the cabinet. The supplies were pretty complete except for the anesthetic.
She poured some Povidone-iodine on some cotton and quickly cleaned his wound. Then, she began to close the wound.
The needle poked into his flesh. Amur did not yell or scream. He lowered his head and stared at Luca, who was focused on
stitching his wound. The wound on his arm was rather nasty, but she was not afraid when she saw it. Her hands did not even
shake.
Amur recalled when Luca had just started to learn to stitch back then. She could not stop herself from throwing up when she was
ordered to stitch the wounds of the people who were badly injured after being tortured by Abel.
Her whole body could not stop trembling. She said she had never seen such nasty and scary wounds.
Later, she got more and more proficient. She never threw up again when she was facing these bloody wounds.
Now, Amur had mixed feelings when he looked at her.
Luca sutured the wound very carefully, but that did not affect her speed.
She had already mastered the suture technique when she was on the Island of Despair. She was able to stitch wounds quickly
without any expression on her face no matter how bloody they were.

After stitching, Luca looked at the wound that was oozing with a little blood. She took a bottle of powder out of the drawer, moved
it closer to her nose, and smelled it. Then, she asked, “Is this used to stop the bleeding?”
“Yes,” the man replied. He was impressed with her stitching technique.
He even had an evil thought a moment ago. He wanted to have some fun with Luca for a while. After all, the relationships on the
Island of Despair were complicated.
However, when he saw her stitching the wound, he dared not to do that anymore. He came out of the island late, so he knew
something.
The people of the Island of Despair had all learned to stitch wounds, but most of them only went through simple training. The
only people who were skilled at stitching wounds were Shanks and a pawn that Abel valued a lot.
The stitching technique that the woman in front of her displayed was not on the same level as them.
Hence, she must be Abel’s most important pawn.
Of course, he dared not to do anything to the person treasured by his boss.
Luca lifted Amur’s hand and said, “Let me sprinkle some powder on it. Then I’ll cover it with a bandage. Be careful during these
few days. Don’t let water get in contact with the wound. Otherwise, you’ll lose your hand.”
A deep wound could be easily infected at any time. Hence, the wound could not come into contact with water.
“Alright.” Amur looked at her as she carefully sprinkled the powder on the closed wound. She then covered it up with bandages.
He withdrew his hand and unconsciously felt like touching the bandage.
“Don’t touch it.” Luca saw his small gesture and reminded him. “Be careful when you’re sleeping. Don’t press on it.”
“Alright.” Amur acted submissively as he listened to her.
Luca took out a box of liquid vials and shot a glance at them. She said, “Come on. Turn over.”
“What are you doing?” Amur glanced at the box curiously as he saw her opening the liquid vial and taking a new syringe out.
Tetanus shot...

“It’s easy to get infected and catch a fever since the wound is deep. It’d be troublesome to treat it only after it happens,” Luca
explained and nimbly sucked all the liquid vial into the syringe in a second.
“There’s no need. I’m not that weak. I don’t need the tetanus shot.” Amur was so embarrassed that his face was burning red
when he thought of Luca injecting him.
“No, you must get it.” As if Luca noticed something, she handed the syringe to the man standing at the door. He asked, “Do you
know how to give an injection?”
“Yes,” the man nodded and replied.
“Give him the injection. I’ll be waiting outside.” Luca put the syringe in the man’s hand and stood up. She shot Amur a glance. “I’ll
be waiting for you out there.”
“Alright...” Amur knew she wanted to tell him something, and it was most probably to reproach him.
Before this, Luca had told him that she treated him like her brother. Although he was unwilling to be her brother, she already had
someone in her heart. He could only be cared for like her brother.
Amur turned over with a cold expression on his face after he watched her leave the room. He said, “Come on.”
The man grinned and laughed. “Even a grown man will feel embarrassed too, huh? She’s just a woman. It’d be a shame for us
men if you act like that.”
“Stop talking.” Amur clenched his fists, and the movement pulled on the wound. He cried out in pain for a moment.
The man knew Amur was angry. He stopped talking and gave Amur the tetanus shot.
Then, both of them went out of the room.
Luca sat on a ragged chair and looked at them both. Her gaze eventually fell on Amur. “Are you on another dangerous mission?”
He would never have injured himself so badly if it was not dangerous.
Amur shook his head and said, “No, it’s not dangerous.”

“Don’t lie to me, Amur. You’re getting injured more often than the people on the island. Are you still not going to tell me the truth?”
Luca looked at him as she tried to get an answer out of him.
Amur was injured not because of his incapability. It was because the mission that Abel assigned him was extremely difficult.
Everyone on the Island of Despair could only obey and not reject. Every mission assigned was dangerous, but the risk was
proportional to the difficulty level.
When someone was assigned a difficult mission, the next few missions would be easier.
However, Amur had been assigned such difficult missions in just a few months.
That was why he ended up like this today...
Amur remained silent when she pointed everything out so frankly.
Even if she was right, what could she do? The Island of Despair belonged to Abel. Even if that man had promised something
before, every promise he made would turn out to be fake if he was in a bad mood or if he was targeting someone else.
He had to comply unconditionally with every mission assigned to him to keep Luca close to him.
“What’s your mission this time?” Luca asked when she saw him not saying anything. She wanted to know about his mission.
Only then could she see if she could help him.
Amur did not say anything. The man beside said, “You have no right to know the mission assigned by the boss if you’re not the
operator.”
Luca looked at him and clenched her fists. “What if I join the mission?”
The man replied with a serious expression on his face, “Based on the mission content, you’re not allowed to.”