Late that night in Zephyr Lodge, Dustin told Hector, “Mr. Harmon, your wounds have been treated. You’ll be fine after a few days of rest.”
After dressing up the wounds, Dustin gave Hector a Haemoplenish to boost his health. Fortunately, the three stabs hadn’t hit any vital organs. Otherwise, it would have been a pain to treat.
“I appreciate your help tonight, Dustin. Thank you.” Hector smiled at him, looking pleased with Dustin.
Somehow, he had already taken Dustin as the best candidate for his son–in–law.
“You’re welcome. It’s not a big deal at all.” Dustin smiled as he asked, “Mr. Harmon, I’m just curious. You certainly can take charge of the situation and put them in their place. Why did you have to stab yourself three times?”
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