Recapture

"Tim, what's wrong?" Anne was extremely nervous as she supported him. Just now, Tim had shaken so violently that it was obvious that he had been shot! No matter how powerful he was, he was just a man. "Er... " Tim frowned. "I..." "Don't talk!" Seeing him like this, Anne hurriedly interrupted him. "I'll help you get into the car. Where's your injury?" Tim's eyes went blank. Was it because of him that she was so nervous? He didn't want to interrupt it. "Let's go!" Anne supported him and asked while walking to the car, "Is it okay? Can you walk? Do you need your subordinate to carry you?" "No..." Tim hurriedly stopped her. "No need." When they got back to the car, they found that Tim's subordinate has fallen asleep, leaning against the seat. Anne took out the medicine cabinet from the trunk and said to Tim without even raising her head, "Take off your clothes!" Tim was stunned. Taking off clothes in front of her? Tim was embarrassed. Of course, this is not the point. The point is... Anne