Summary
I've read a few other stories where D'Artagnan learns to help Aramis tend to the wounded. So I had to write one too. So there's a bit of Aramis ouchie and a bit of D'Artagnan whump. Because I can't stop myself from whumping or hurting or angsting D'Artagnan. The beautiful boy does it so beautifully. It's not my fault.