Theo gave the nurse a side-eye while he asked coldly," What is this?”
The nurse was almost in tears as she replied with a shaky voice, "This... This is the ointment for Ms.
Lane's wrist. When I was changing the dressings for M s. Lane, I noticed that her wrists are swollen, so I went ahead and got this from the doctor."
Theo responded to her faintly and waved at her, signaling for her to leave.
After the nurse ran out, he picked up the ointment and said, "Give me your hands.”
"No thanks." I was still mad, so I did not want to cooperate with him. "I’ll do it myself later. I don’t need you to do it for me.”
After I was done speaking, I proceeded to chase him out again. "It's getting late, you’d better go back soon t o rest."
Theo scoffed. "Do you want me to use force?”
"Go ahead.” I stiffened my neck, refusing to back down.
Theo narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Are you sure?"
"I..." I was probably not as sure as I thought.
Theo nodded with satisfaction after he saw me taking
out my hands from under the blanket. “Good girl."
I rolled my eyes.
Theo squeezed out some ointment and applied it carefully on my wrists. I knew he was worried that he would hurt me, and I felt a gush of warmth in my heart. "You don't have to be afraid of hurting me. I can't really feel my wrists now."
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