"Oh? What do you say?" Maxwell Saxon, used to such women, asked with a faint smile, his expression unchanged.
Scarlett Yates pouted, "I just told it as it was. I said you already have a beautiful fiancée, and she looked quite disappointed."
When mentioning Alice Green, Scarlett's tone wasn't very pleasant.
This woman, who almost killed her, was someone she would always resent.
"Oh, I see." Maxwell nodded understandingly, handing her the medication from the bag and carefully explaining the dosage and frequency. "Before applying the medicine, use a hot towel to cover the area for ten minutes, then apply the bruise ointment. Do this three times a day, don't forget."
"And try not to move around too much in the next few days."
"Oh, I got it." Scarlett accepted the medication, putting it into her bag while taking out her wallet and looking up at him. "How much is the medicine?"
Maxwell was startled, then frowned slightly. "It didn't cost much, no need to pay me."
