Dorothy's expression was slightly unnatural as she mumbled, "No, nothing." Quincy eyed her and then let out a light chuckle. "Taking care of a patient can be exhausting, huh?" "Mm-hmm..." It really was exhausting.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQuincy seemed to understand completely and gave her a supportive pat on the shoulder. "Why don't you catch some more sleep? I'll come back later." "No, you should tend to his bandages—that's more important!" The last thing Dorothy wanted was to be alone in a room with Everett.
It was mainly because the pains on her back and legs! Quincy, oblivious to the tension that had filled the room moments earlier, entered with the medical supplies and commented, "Why does it feel so stuffy in here? It's like there's a... a smell..." Dorothy's scalp tingled at her words. She felt guilty, and she couldn't bring herself to look up.
A terrifying thought struck her! Would Everett continue to be like this for the next, full month? "How are you feeling, Mr. Lopez?" Quincy's voice floated from behind her.
Everett responded, "Pretty good.” "Let's take a look." Quincy moved to his side and carefully began to unwrap the bandage, then frowned slightly. "Did you move around too much in your sleep? The wound seems to have bled a bit!" Everett's eyes flickered toward Dorothy, who still hadn't dared to turn around. He replied, "Maybe | did while | was asleep.” "You should try to keep still. If the wound keeps bleeding, it's going to take forever to heal." Quincy advised as she jotted down notes on her clipboard. She then checked the monitor readings and nodded in satisfaction. "But it does look like you're on the mend. You'll have to stay in bed today. But if all goes well, we can remove the monitors tomorrow, and you can start moving around a bit." "Alright, thank you." As Quincy prepared to leave, Everett stopped her and asked with his voice low, "Can | take a shower tomorrow?" "Not yet. You'll have to stick to the sponge. Is something bothering you?" She noticed his deep frown.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"It's just uncomfortable after sweating.” "Sweating?" Quincy looked puzzled, "The room has air conditioning; you could turn it on!" Everett's gaze returned to Dorothy and smiled, "Alright, got it." Quincy left the room, feeling as though both patients were acting oddly today.
Once the door closed, Dorothy, frustrated, gritted her teeth. "Are you trying to make sure everyone knows what happened between us last night?" She had been silent, yet he kept deliberately bringing it up! "| just asked about the shower. | didn't say anything else." Everett replied, his handsome face regaining some color. In fact, he looked quite refreshed today.
"I can't even deal with you! I'm going to go stay at Karen's tonight." "Fine. Go ahead." To Dorothy's surprise, Everett agreed without hesitation! Just as she nodded, he casually added on.
"Leave me alone in the hospital room then. | might die and no one would know." "This hospital belongs to the Lopez family. You could have as many nurses you want.” Everett raised an eyebrow, and the corners of his lips barely hid a smirk. "But they can't help me with my problem. Only you can." Dorothy clenched her teeth. "I absolutely will not today!" "Just once then." "Not even once!" "Dorothy, don't forget, | can get out of bed tomorrow." Everett's voice floated effortlessly with a hint of threat, "And then, it will be up to me to decide how many times we want."