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After dressing my upper torso with bandages, applying ointment on my bruised jaw, and checking the old but already healed gunshot wound in my legs, Vee finally approved of me withdrawing to my room.
"You will survive. See you tomorrow, Miss Moon," the doctor spoke with a hint of teasing in his tone.
My eyes rolled at him as I marched out of the infirmary, closing the door behind me. My forehead creased when two females in a servant uniform walked towards me instead of the big boss's minions, whom I was anticipating to be eagerly waiting for me.
"The big boss is at a meeting. He directed us to escort you back to your room and aid you with whatever you need," the slim one, who I assumed was my age, informed me, scanning my entire form with averse eyes.
My left brow arched s
