Chapter 43

I wanted to warn Edith to watch her tone when she grabbed my chin without warning. "Open your mouth. Let me take a look." "What?" "I'll take a look at your ulcers." I was confused. "What for?" Did she have some kink? Edith glared at me. "I have experience working on stress-related cases. I can tell what's wrong just with a look." Then, she pinched hard on my chin and forced my mouth to open, infuriating and embarrassing me, as I was still chewing on food. Although she was the one who had to stare at the mess, I did not feel good being exposed in this way. I shoved her hand aside, but she wasn't offended. She explained flatly, "You suffer from inflammation. You'll have to take some medicine for that. It will take two weeks or more to heal if you don't." She turned to Hansel. "Go get him some anti-inflammatory medicine." Taken aback, Hansel pointed a finger at himself with a quizzical look. Edith nodded at him. He stood up, still confused, and shoved a few more spoonfuls of hi