Chapter 430
Cordy also never saw the so-called doctor John spoke of.
"Would you rather have Dicky keep you company?" John asked. "The doctor said that you should stay
in bed and rest for up to five days given your condition, and it'd be two weeks before you can move
around freely. To be precise, two weeks is how long it would take for you to recover your physical
abilities, but that fractured leg would need at least three months to heal."
"No." She rejected John just then-she would not want Richard to be sad seeing her in this miserable
state.
"Alright." John respected her decision.
But with that, silence ensued between them until Cordy suddenly said, "I need the washroom."
"I'll carry you," John said, and scooped her up in his arms before she could say another word...
That was when he realized that the IV drip was still attached to her wrist.
Staring at it for a moment, he put her back in bed. "It's a nutrient drip, so you won't need it after you
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇteat. I'm going to pull it out of you, so bear with it."
"Okay."
John was somehow proficient with pulling out the needle, and Cordy did not feel much pain.
However, he held onto the vein over her wrist for a long while.
"I'm fine now," Cordy told him.
"The needle's been there for a while. I have to press on it for a while longer."
"I'm leaking already," Cordy huffed, on the verge of losing it.
John came to a realization right then and quickly had her press on the vein herself while he carried her
to the washroom, carefully placing her next to the toilet.
Then, before she said a word, he took off her pants.
Her clothes had been changed, and she was now wearing a loose set of clothes, which was probably
John's.
That would explain how effortlessly he stripped her, and she never even realized that.
"Make it fast," John said, looking calm and not awkward at all despite what they were doing.
Cordy gritted her teeth but slowly sat down, and lowered her eyes at her pants just then.
She remembered that she was on her period, and though she did not have any sanitary pads on, she
was squeaky clean between the legs anyway.
John seemed to read her mind. "It was over yesterday."
Cordy looked up at him, speechless.
Did that mean he changed it for her?!
No matter how calm she was under all circumstances, her cheeks flushed.
After all, something like this...
"I don't know how to do it, so I used adult diapers instead," John explained. "There wasn't much of it
either-"
"Can you wait outside?" Cordy asked.
She certainly could not take anymore of this and stopped him from going into detail!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Okay," John replied, staring at her blushing cheeks just then. "Just call me when you're done. The
doctors said you're very weak and shouldn't take another fall or it'd be very bad."
"Out!" Cordy snapped-she had been holding it in for a while now.
John quickly did so, and once she was finished, he carried her back to bed.
"Can I wash my face and hands?" she asked just then.
"You can do it in bed," John told her, putting her back in bed and returning to the washroom.
He then brought her a bucket of water and used a clean towel to wipe her cheeks.
"I can do it myself," Cordy said, holding out her hand-she was not as weak now after eating the
oatmeal.
John did not refuse and wrung the towel while she wiped her face, hands, and neck...
"How about your body?" John asked.
"Can I take a shower instead?" Cordy asked in return, having the urge to do it after wiping herself
down.
"Sure..."
Cordy was surprised that he was being so easy, until...
"But only if I'm helping you," John finished, looking dead serious.