Chapter 54: Stuck

Willow Avery's voice was as small as a mosquito's buzz.

She was also quite embarrassed.

But since the man even needed to be fed for meals, this kind of task with a useless arm would likely be very difficult to operate.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been standing here for this long.

Julian Kingston's gaze deepened a bit.

Immediately after, he said, "No need."

His leg was injured, so his shifting movements weren't fast.

Just as he reached the position and stood still, the young girl pushed the door open and walked in.

It was quite unexpected.

"I can manage by myself, you go to sleep."

"Is that so?"

Willow thought for a bit, asking him in bewilderment, "Uncle Julian, you recovered this fast? Weren't you unable to even lift your hand to eat during the day?"

Julian: "..."

Regarding the matter of having her feed him, he had used a bit of scheming.

But for going to the toilet, he could manage by himself.

"It's a bit better now, it's fine."

"Mm, then shall I head out first?"

Just as Willow's words fell, the voice of the duty nurse suddenly traveled from the outer room.

"Where is the patient?"

"In the bathroom."

Willow went out from the bathroom. Before she could say more, the nurse flipped her clipboard, looked at the situation on it, and said, "The patient's back is severely injured, so a matter like going to the toilet will also be very troublesome. The family member should assist a bit to prevent the wound from tearing open."

"Huh?"

Willow looked at her own hands.

How to assist? Assist with what?

"The patient has already had stitches sewn once more today; there cannot be any more problems, otherwise it will be very severe. Pay more attention, and do not excessively pull the arms."

After speaking, the nurse walked straight out.

She had just changed shifts today and didn't understand the situation during the day.

She purely assumed it was a girlfriend looking after a boyfriend.

...

At this moment, Willow cast a glance at Julian standing in the bathroom, her heart struggling a bit.

Unable to pull the arms.

Then it definitely meant...

She had to help him take off his pants.

But this was far too embarrassing, wasn't it?

"Uncle Julian," she looked toward Julian tentatively, "Did you hear what the nurse said? How about I go out and find a man to come over for you?"

Julian refused, "No need."

"N—No need?"

Willow's face instantly exploded into a bright red.

Did that mean she was supposed to do it??

Was this appropriate?

Julian had been waiting all along for the young girl to go out.

But she stood rooted to the spot, the expressions on her face shifting through a colorful array.

He couldn't help but ask, "What is it?"

Still had words to say?

The man's words fell into Willow's ears, and the meaning became: Why haven't you come to help yet?

Willow repeatedly gave herself psychological construction.

The nurse specially instructed that he couldn't be injured again.

And it was just for this one night; the caregiver would come over tomorrow.

Most importantly, if it hadn't been for her uncle, the one lying here would have been her.

Biting her teeth, she came to Julian's side.

At lightning speed, she gripped his hospital gown pants and pulled downward.

"Wa—" Julian's words were cleanly stuck in his throat.

Willow let out a breath of relief.

Mm, it wasn't as difficult to cross over as she had imagined.

Very simple.

It was just that it got stuck a bit just now.

It seemed the inner layer hadn't been taken off.

Instinctively, she wanted to use her hands to grope around and figure it out.

But she quickly shrank back just as she was about to touch it.

She couldn't see, so she would definitely touch something she shouldn't touch.

Anyway, there was still a layer; how about she secretly steal a glance to confirm?

Having made up her mind, she carefully pulled her eyelids open a sliver.

And then—

She saw that thing, half-stuck.

On the outside.

There seemed to be a strange surge within Julian's blood.

"My apologies, I'll switch positions."

Willow shifted behind him.

With both hands, she pulled.

The movement was brisk, completed in one smooth motion.

Then she flew out of the bathroom at top speed, closing the door.

Leaning against the wall, she covered her ears.

Deeply fearing she would hear any sound of rushing water.

At the same time, she reminded herself not to let her thoughts wander.

But some images just tactlessly burrowed into her brain.

Thirty seconds later, she reached a conclusion.

The man's buttocks...

Were quite perky.

...

Before long, the bathroom door was opened.

Willow met Julian's gaze, her line of sight shifting downward.

He had pulled his pants up by himself.

Thinking of the nurse's words, she asked worriedly, "Should we have someone come look at your injury?"

"It's fine."

The rims of Julian's ears surfaced red, and he walked toward the hospital bed with small steps.

Willow hurriedly supported him.

Although she was quite embarrassed about the matter just now, she was more concerned about his body. "If you want to go to the toilet again later on, you must absolutely call me."

"Okay."

Julian responded.

After Willow supported Julian to lie down on the bed, she also crawled into the caregiver bed to the side.

Replaying the matter in her mind, she believed it was an issue with her uncle's clothes. It must have been too tight.

Otherwise, how could it have caused her to pull twice...

When the caregiver comes tomorrow, there will definitely still be similar embarrassing matters.

How about she go buy some clothes for her uncle?

Come to think of it, he had given her so many things previously, yet she hadn't bought anything for him even once.

Harboring such thoughts, after finishing breakfast the next day, Willow went to the shopping mall.

It was just that this was her first time buying men's underwear, so she was somewhat unable to distinguish the styles.

She looked at the largest size but ran into a difficulty regarding the style.

Briefs or boxers?

She had been far too panicked yesterday and hadn't noticed it at all.

Wanting to grab her phone, she fumbled for a while before recalling it was ruined and she hadn't bought a new one.

How about buying a bit of both?

Suddenly, Luna Hayes popped out from behind.

"Willow Avery!"

"Luna?"

Seeing her again, Willow furrowed her brow.

She had been far too panicked on the day of the car accident and hadn't noticed the details.

Thinking it over carefully afterward, it truly was fishy.

They were trapped inside the car. As the perpetrator, it would have been fine if she weren't tense, yet she actually asked straight out from the outside what woman was inside.

Although the two were only roommates who had interacted for two months since the start of the semester.

But she had truly treated her as a friend.

Her own personality was mild and slow, while Luna was bright and lively, possessing the personality of an eldest young lady who was good to everyone.

Under their interactions, her words had gradually become more frequent.

Yet she hadn't expected...

Looking at the expression on Willow's face, Luna knew exactly what she was thinking.

She had indeed been impulsive.

She had been pampered since childhood and had always possessed such a temper.

So she just hadn't controlled it for a moment.

Right now, she could only sell a miserable act and play pitiable to win over sympathy.

"Willow, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for having such poor driving skills." Tears were present in her eyes. "If it weren't for me, Mr. Kingston wouldn't have been injured this severely either. I’ve already been lectured by my family, and I won't drive a car again in the future."

Luna said piteously, "I want to apologize to Mr. Kingston, but I don't dare to go. Can you take me over?"

With this kind of matter happening, she couldn't make headway over on Grandpa Sterling's side, so she could only start with the pure Willow.

She understood her.

On the surface she didn't quite fit into the crowd, but in reality, her heart was exceptionally soft.

Willow looked at Luna, who was sniffling incessantly, and asked her, "Luna, did you truly not do it on purpose?"

"Of course not."

Seeing she didn't believe her, Luna began moral kidnapping: "I am your friend after all, how could you suspect me like this?"

"Friend?"

Willow's line of sight fixed tightly on her face. "For us to run into each other here, it should be that you stalked me, right?"

Luna had mentioned it previously.

She never went shopping.

Whatever she wanted, the boutique counters sent it directly to her home.

In her eyes, going shopping was an utterly vulgar matter.

Having been exposed, Luna couldn't quite keep her countenance. "I didn't."

"Luna, I don't know if I can still be friends with you," Willow spoke the truth, "But for this recent period of time, I don't want to."

After speaking, she directly turned her direction, continuing to select.

Luna looked at her back, biting her teeth in resentment.

With this kind of awkward status, she actually dared to say she didn't want to be friends with her?

Did she think she cherished it?

Stomping her feet twice on the spot, she intended to leave.

But thinking of Julian Kingston, she endured it again.

She watched Willow select several pairs of oversized men's underwear, guessing they should be bought for Julian.

After all, aside from him, there were no men around her either.

Consequently, after Willow exited the shopping mall, she followed behind her.

Successfully locating the hospital where Julian was located.

...

Willow took a taxi back to the hospital.

The moment she stepped into the ward, Julian opened his mouth to speak, "Had someone buy a phone for you, it's on the table, see if you like it."

Willow walked over and picked up the phone box.

It was the same brand she used previously, but the latest model.

She logged onto WeChat.

There were many messages Luna Hayes had sent her on it.

She directly clicked delete.

She then opened the chat box with Julian: "Uncle Julian, transferred the money to you."

"No need," Julian's line of sight fell on the bag beside her, "Didn't you also buy things for me?"

A few pairs of underwear couldn't possibly compare to the money for the phone.

"This item of mine isn't valuable," Willow took the things out in embarrassment, "I bought a few pairs, I don't know what kind you like... Have a look, if you don't like them, I'll take them back to return them."