"Can't you be a little gentler?"

Christina Ramey shouted at Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter also had a temper.

He directly placed the iodine aside and said, "Fine, you do it yourself."

Christina angrily replied, "I'll do it."

After speaking, she immediately climbed up.

Sitting on the sofa, she almost bounced back immediately, quickly returning to her original position, gasping in pain and crying "boohoo".

Dirk Carter was most scared of women crying.

Seeing Christina cry non-stop.

He softened a bit.

He said, "Okay, don't move around, I'll do it."

"It's all your fault, all your fault, you're the one who got me into this mess."

Seeing the poor girl looking so pitiful.

Dirk Carter didn't argue back, after handling the wound on the foot.

He shifted his focus to her bottom.

The tight hips were wrapped snugly in black lace underwear.

Originally it was quite a tempting scene, but now, Dirk Carter had no bad thoughts, after all, who would have any ideas about a bloody bottom?

First, he cleared some glass shards.

Dirk Carter took out a pair of scissors and said, "I'm going to cut your underwear now."

"No, you can't cut it, if you cut my underwear, won't you see everything?"

Realizing this, Christina refused.

Dirk Carter was speechless, saying, "But if I don't cut it, what about your wound, just wait for it to get infected? If these wounds leave scars, that's not my problem."

Talking about scarring.

Christina hesitated.

Looks like a woman's love for beauty is universal, before beauty, everything else is secondary.

She hesitated for a moment.

Sorrowfully said, "Okay then, but you better not have any strange ideas."

"Alright, alright, I promise I won't have any strange ideas."

After Dirk Carter finished speaking, he lifted the scissors.

He cut along the panty line.

When the underwear was removed, the mysterious garden nestled between her legs was inevitably exposed to Dirk Carter's view.

Dirk Carter took a deep breath.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

Picked up a cotton swab and iodine, began cleaning.

Once the wounds were all handled.

Even Dirk Carter breathed a sigh of relief.

Sat himself on the floor, and said, "Done."

Though still painful, it was relieved somewhat.

Only then did Christina turn her head, looked over at Dirk Carter, and asked, "Was it really my mom who let you move in?"

"Yeah, why would I lie to you, if you don't believe me, ask your mom."

"Then why are you not asleep in the middle of the night, wandering around the living room naked, are you having some improper thoughts about me?"

Christina asked.

Dirk Carter was speechless.

Explained, "Miss, firstly, I didn't even know you came back, your mom told me you only return on weekends, secondly, I thought the house was empty, so being naked wasn't a problem, besides, aren't you naked too?"

"This is my house, can't I be naked?"

Christina pouted and said.

Dirk Carter nodded, saying, "Alright, alright, everything's fine, whatever you want, you just lie there, I'll clean the floor first."

After speaking.

Dirk Carter stood up.

As soon as he took two steps forward, Christina started yelling.

"Missy, what is it now?"

Dirk Carter turned back helplessly and asked.

Christina pointed to the floor, shouted, "Your foot, your foot is injured too."

Initially, Dirk Carter didn't feel it.

Listening to Christina's words.

He lifted his foot for a look, indeed, there were several wounds on the sole of his foot.

Looks like it was left when he was saving Christina earlier.

Dirk Carter didn't care too much about it.

Ran to the bathroom, rinsed with water, then came back out wearing slippers and holding a broom.

Watching Dirk Carter clean up the fragments on the floor.

Christina's eyes showed a strange light, asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"

"It does."

Dirk Carter replied while working.

"Then how can you still stand?"

"If we both sit down, the fragments on the floor won't get cleaned up on their own, what if one of us gets hurt again?"

"Oh."

Christina responded.

Lying on the sofa, watching Dirk Carter clean up the floor without blinking.

"Did your mom say you only come home during summer and winter holidays?"

After finishing, Dirk Carter brought a cup of water over, because Christina was lying down, unable to drink on her own, he found a straw, stuck it into the cup, and handed it to her.

Christina drank the water.

And said, "My mom there, doesn't care about me at all, she doesn't even know I've started my internship."

"You've started your internship? When did that happen?"

Dirk Carter paused and asked.

Christina replied helplessly, "It started a month ago, because it's far from school, I've been living in the dorm there, something happened at school these days, so I came back on break."

"School? You're interning at school?"

"Yeah, I'm studying to be a teacher, where else would I intern but at school?"

"Which school are you at?"

"Third High School."

Christina said.

Seeing Dirk Carter nod.

Christina asked, "What kind of work do you do?"

"Oh, I work at the Education Bureau."

Dirk Carter said.

Christina smacked her lips, said, "Wow, you're a civil servant, but you won't be able to go to work these days."

"Why?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Christina pouted and said, "Why? Look at me in this state, can I take care of myself? Anyway, you got me into this, so you must take leave to take care of me these days."

Dirk Carter glanced at Christina.

Foot injured, bottom injured.

Can't stand, can't sit, indeed, she has no self-care ability anymore.

"How about I find a nanny to take care of you?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Christina mumbled, "No, you must take care of me, you've seen everything, and got me into this state, if you don't take care of me, who will? Trying to slack off... no way."

"What do you mean I saw everything, I was unintentional, okay?"

Dirk Carter explained.

Christina didn't care, stubbornly said, "I don't care if it was intentional or unintentional, anyway, until I'm healed, you have to serve me, whatever I ask you to do, you have to do."

"So miss, what do you want to do now? If there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep."

"I need to go to the bathroom now, carry me there."

Christina said.

Dirk Carter was helpless.

Can only give her a princess carry, lifting Christina up.

But once in the bathroom, both of them were stumped.

Christina couldn't stand or sit, Dirk Carter didn't know what to do.

She was anxious, face flushed red.

Dirk Carter thought for a moment.

Suggested, "How about I help you to pee?"

"Help me to pee? How?"

Christina asked.

Dirk Carter said, "I'll hold your legs, aim at the toilet, then you just pee."

Upon hearing this.

Christina's face grew even redder.

Wouldn't that be awkward in such a position?

But aside from this method, there was no other solution.

She could only softly mutter "Okay," agreeing.

Dirk Carter lifted his foot, with his thigh supporting her waist, then one hand on her right leg, the other hand on her left leg.

Like helping a toddler pee, he spread Christina's legs, lifted her up.

At this moment, Christina's face turned crimson all the way down her neck.

Wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

But what else could she do?

This was the only workable solution.

The sound of water splashing started.

A stream sprayed from between her legs, landing in the toilet.

Throughout the process, Dirk Carter could see everything.

What could be more embarrassing than this?

"Alright."

Once the water sounds stopped.

Christina took a tissue and wiped.

Dirk Carter then carried her back to her bedroom.

Gently placed her on the bed.

He lifted the blanket, covering her upper body.

And said, "You can't cover your bottom for now, just have to make do for the night, I'll go back to sleep."

As he was about to get up to leave.

Christina suddenly grabbed his hand.

"What is it? Is there anything else?"

Dirk Carter asked.

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