Cold-Blooded Mafia Revenge.

56. Medicinal Effects or Effects of Love?

Starla returned to Deka's room after washing her hands and carrying the medicine box. He then sat down on the side of Deka and took the thermometer he had just slipped on the man's armpit.

"Well, thirty-nine point five degrees Celsius. Pretty high, too," Starla said as she looked at the temperature gauge, she looked at Deka, "I'll clean the wound first."

Starla also unpacked the medicine box she was carrying earlier, then took out antiseptic liquid, gauze and cotton. Starla carefully soaks the cotton with an antiseptic liquid and then cleans the increasingly swollen and red Deka wound.

Deka grimaced as she closed her eyes, her body stiffening withstanding the pain.

"It does hurt a little, Brother bear it, huh?" starla said, but Deka did not answer.

Starla cleaned Deka's wounds slowly, but this time it wasn't as painful as before. Deca opened her eyes, she was stunned looking at the beautiful face of Starla who looked serious paying attention to the wound, for some reason her heart suddenly thumped.

"If from the beginning you want to go to the hospital and get medical treatment, there may not be an infection like this. We don't know whether something that hurt Brother was clean or not, there could have been a lot of germs and dirt," said Starla, who is still focused on cleaning Deka's wounds.

Again Deka did not answer, he was still happy to look at the beautiful face in front of him.

After cleaning it, Starla then applied an antibiotic ointment to the wound, then covered it with a thin gauze.

"Here, now Brother rest. Don't move much! Hopefully the infection will heal soon and your fever can go down." Starla again put a wet towel on Deka's forehead.

Then he tidied up the things he had used, and went from the side of Deka.

"I'm out first, Bang. If you need anything, call me!"

Starla was about to step away, but Deka suddenly pulled her arm, making the woman startled and turned her head toward Deka with a frown.

"Why, Bang?"

Starla smiled as she nodded, "Yes, ama-sama."

Deka slowly let go of Starla's hand and the woman continued her steps out of Deka's room.

After Starla's departure, Deka held onto her chest, she still felt her heart thumping even more as she held Starla's hand earlier.

"Actually what happened to me? Maybe I fell in love with her? Ah, but it's impossible, this must be the effect of the medicine that I'm taking, "inner Deka, she speaks for herself, tries to second-guess but then denies it.

To be honest Deka was pleased with all of Starla's attention to her, she felt like she was loved and cared for by the woman.

Deka then closed her eyes, she was about to sleep, but she reopened her eyes as she suddenly remembered something she had to secure as soon as possible.

Slowly and painstakingly, Deka got up from the bed holding her aching chest and then stepped weakly near her wardrobe. Deka then opened the three-door closet and took out a gun that he kept between his clothes.

"I should keep it in a safer place" Deka murmured while wailing and his gaze was fixed on the bed.

Deka brought his staggering steps to the bed, then he put the gun under the bed, again the beautiful man groaned with pain when his body dropped. But he tried to hold it.

After making sure the firearm was in a safe place, Deka felt calmer. He did all that not without reason, lately Starla often went into his room, he did not want the woman to see the gun.

Deka went back up to the bed and laid her body carefully, she still felt a little dizzy, even though she was not shivering like before because the medicine she was taking started to react. Deka closed her eyes again, and the shadow of Starla's face teased her.

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