Chapter 184 Stitching the Wound
- When Chester Newman came to again, he realized he was lying by the bed, wrapped in a thick blanket. His shirt was gone, and down below he had on nothing but briefs.
- Beside him sat a small kit—gauze, scissors, iodine, surgical needles and thread, plus a handful of everyday meds.
- Leah Bishop was crouched in front of him, twisting a towel out over a basin of hot water.