Cynthia’s Cat

Krell was also surprised to be able to stay and take care of him.

His fever has gone, and if it hadn't been for Leon's careful care, he might still be very sick.

The wound has been bandaged. This kid should have bandaged him. Although the bandaging technique is not very good, Krell is very grateful.

His injury was serious, and even if the boy didn't care about him, Creel would not have the strength to threaten the boy to stay and take care of him.

Leon brought the hot milk and bread to Creel. He was still a little afraid of Creel, although he looked weak now.

"You... are you awake?"

Leon was a little timid, not daring to look directly at Creel.

Creel supported his body with difficulty, he was much better now, and the blood from the wound had stopped.

He looked at the breakfast in Leon’s hand and hummed softly: "Yeah."

Leon put the breakfast in his hand on the cupboard next to the bed, and he looked a little cautious, because Creel was the first guest in his house.

"This... is breakfast. Your injury hasn't fully healed yet. You need nutrition."

Creel picked up the milk and swallowed it slowly. After placing the empty glass on the cupboard, he suddenly asked, "You didn't go to work?"

"what?"

"Uh...no, time is too late."

"Because of taking care of me?"

Under Krell's gaze, Leon nodded.

Krell retracted his gaze, began to think, and after a while he asked, "What's your name?"

"Leon."

"I'm Krell, Leon is your wonderful child, you saved me, I am not a person who does not know what to do, and I will satisfy any of your wishes."

Leon was stunned. He didn't save the man because he wanted to get paid. At first, it was because of being threatened to rescue Creel. Later, Creel's injury was too serious and caused a fever. Leon can completely ignore him, but his conscience does not allow him to die.

Leon picked up an empty glass and walked to the kitchen. He didn't need any compensation, and his life was very good now.

Krell looked at Leon's back strangely. What happened? He is a little confused about the situation.

The distance between the kitchen and the bedroom was very close, and Leon could hear what Creel said in the bedroom.

"What's wrong? Leon, is there any problem?"

Leon rinsed the cup with clean water. He squeezed the cup in his hand, his eyes lowered slightly.

Any wish can be satisfied? How could he not be moved? His only wish was to see Cynthia again. He knew that no one could help him fulfill this wish.

Leon didn't know why he wanted to see Cynthia again, maybe because of the way Cynthia looked at him in the heavy snow, she saved him again and pulled him back from death.

This is the second time Cynthia has rescued him, and Cynthia's existence far exceeds his imagination.

Leon went back to the bedroom, Krell didn't want to owe favors, and immediately said: "I can satisfy any of your wishes. I said to do it, I Krell don't want to owe favors.

Leon smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and he said politely: "Mr. Krell, you don't have to be so polite, you don't need to feel that you owe me favors, I didn't do anything."

Looking at Leon’s appearance, Krell was in trouble, "Let’s do it! This is my number. You can find me if you need help."

Krell picked up the paper and pen on the cabinet and wrote down his number. He really liked the boy in front of him. If he had any needs, Krell would do his best to help him.