Take down the shower head and adjust the water temperature in the palm first. She started with Rowan‘s feet and tried it bit by bit.

Rowan is still motionless, but her eyes, why is it hot and sour?

Don‘t start, he quietly vomited a mouthful of turbid gas.

If, if he stays in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, does he have to let her take care of him all his life?

No.

This is not what he wants.

He loves her.

Holding her in the palm, she was in pain and spoiled, making her live like a queen every day, every moment, every minute and every second.

Instead of serving him like he is now, like a servant.

Even if she wants to, he will not give up.

Loathe to give up.

My heart hurts!

Raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Claudia temporarily closed the shower head and picked up the scissors.

"What are you doing?" Male voice, light dumb.

Claudia rolled his eyes and pinched the edge of his boxers. "What do you think?"

"No."

"Tut! It‘s not that I haven‘t seen it."

"No."

"Hands off."

"No."

"Hands, quickly take them away, I‘m going to cut them. I said scissors have no eyes, so take them away."

"No."

"If you don‘t take it away, what if I accidentally cut my own hand later?"

Finally, use the killer.

Sure enough, Rowan gritted his teeth and took his hand away.

Claudia proudly raised his chin three or two times and cut his boxers.

As she washed, she murmured, "How can we not wash here? There is no common sense of hygiene."

She felt that in the current situation, he was not humiliated enough or embarrassed enough, was he not?

Rowan is dumb to eat Coptis chinensis, and it is hard to say how bitter it is.

Very not easy, the long torture finally ended.

With a big towel covering his lower body, Claudia pushed Rowan out of the bathroom.

Wen Jiazhi was sitting on the sofa reading a book when he saw them come out and stood up.

Scratching the back of his head, he said shyly, "Sister Claudia, your clothes are wet."

Claudia looked down at himself, really flustered enough.

"You go and find me a hospital gown. If you want ladies, ask them for the smallest size."

Special emphasis on the smallest size, Claudia haggle over every ounce, let Rowan slightly lift the corners of the mouth.

Claudia, who was standing behind him, did not see it, but Wen Jiazhi did.

Just say, his eldest brother is still with Sister Claudia, only when he has a smiling face and a good mood.

A good mood is more conducive to physical recovery.

"Good, I‘ll go." The teenager ran out happily.

Claudia helped Rowan to sit on the bed and lifted his legs up again.

This is the first time she has done it, and she is actually very skilled.

Rowan frowned and watched her take out a clean men‘s hospital gown and his boxers from the cupboard.

Holding the clothes just arrived at the bed, slender hands stretched out and pulled the top boxers over.

The quilt was covered and he slowly dressed it underneath.

Claudia breathed a sigh of relief, pulled up her chair and sat down to rest. Looking at his clothes, she casually asked, "The doctor said, you haven‘t planned to start rehabilitation yet?"

With a meal of action, his phoenix eyes flashed a dark light.

"Your body can already start simple rehabilitation. The doctor said that if the intensity is not too high, there will be no problem at all."

"..."

"Rowan, what are you thinking? Don‘t want to be good?"

"..."

"Escape cannot solve the problem, and you are not the one to escape." Standing up, she suddenly reached for his face.

Rowan was slightly dazed and condensed her eyes. "I don‘t mind taking care of you first, let alone paralyzing your legs. You are paralyzed all over, and so am I. However, you have to go to rehabilitation. Your leg, the doctor said, has a chance to recover. You must go to rehabilitation, and it is active rehabilitation. You cannot abandon yourself."

Because, you are Rowan.

You are the one I love.

I can take care of you, but you need confidence.

You live like this, I will love you.

"Opportunity."

The hoarse and light male voice slowly, "is there a very small chance? I will be rehabilitated, but you, you don‘t need to follow me. No one knows how long it will take for rehabilitation to recover."