I Love You, Miss Genius

"What's wrong? Did you sprain your ankle again?" Bonnie asked.

Ivor and Floyd reached them. Seeing Yasmine's forehead covered in cold sweat, Ivor rubbed his temples. "Every time I speak, you treat it as nothing. Now look, you've hurt yourself."

Upon hearing the faint rebuke in her boss's voice, Yasmine's eyes welled up with tears. "Boss, my leg hurts so much! How can you still scold me?"

Ivor's lips pressed into a sharp line. He said nothing more, just gazing at Yasmine silently. Knowing she was at fault, Yasmine didn't dare meet his eyes and instead looked pitifully at Bonnie. "Savior, my leg hurts; it's throbbing. I think I sprained it."

As a fellow woman, Bonnie felt a surge of sympathy seeing Yasmine on the verge of tears. "It's okay, let me take a look."

She scooped Yasmine up and carried her to a nearby basement section. Unlike the dark hallway they came through, this basement part was well-lit.

This hotel was a small base for the Nidhogg in Yale, which explained why Collin was so familiar with the basement's layout. But there was no need to let the Dark Knight Organization know about this.

Bonnie placed Yasmine on a wooden bed and examined her now swollen and reddening ankle. She then frowned and said, "Your sprain is quite severe, and with your previous leg injury from the gunshot, it could leave a permanent injury if it's not properly treated."

Yasmine, now genuinely frightened, could no longer hold back her tears. They shimmered on her eyelashes, threatening to fall. "Savior, please, you have to help me. I don't want to have a lasting injury."

She needed her legs, whether for missions or acting. A lasting injury would affect every aspect of her life. She didn't want to become useless.

Though Yasmine was usually strong, the potential severity of this injury terrified her. Seeing her distress, Bonnie patted her shoulder reassuringly. "It's alright, I can heal you. Don't worry."This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Although she had confidence in

treating Yasmine's injury, she told her the gravity of the situation to ensure Yasmine would be more careful in the future. Yasmine sniffled, using all her strength to

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are you

sure? Can you really heal me?"

"Yes," Bonnie replied with certainty. Her steady tone was like a balm to Yasmine's anxious heart, which helped her calm down. "Thank you, Savior. It seems I must trouble you again."

"It's no trouble. Just be more careful next time. It's your body; you need to take care of it," Bonnie said as she palpated two areas of Yasmine's ankle. "Which spot hurts more?" Yasmine focused on the sensations. "The spot where the bone is sticking out hurts more."

"Alright, I understand." Bonnie

rubbed her hands together to warm

them before massaging the

acupuncture points on Yasmine's ankle tvor's gaze shifted in surprise as he watched her adept

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movements.

'Why did it seem like Mr Boyd's treatment methods and techniques are similar to how my honey treats people?'