I dozed off anyway. Suddenly, I felt Ashton stir next to me. When I opened my eyes, I saw him struggling to make his way off the bed.
I sprung out of my bed immediately and ran over to help him, as though in a trance.
He was sweating profusely again, probably because of the injury on his back. Seeing that I was up, he looked at me apologetically and said, “Did I wake you?”
I shook my head, feeling a little sorry for him. As I grabbed hold of his arm, I asked in concern, “Are you alright? The doctor said you aren’t allowed to get off the bed yet.”
He pursed his lips, his fingers tightening around the handrails of his bed. “I’m going to the toilet.”
I froze for a moment before replying, “There’s a bedpan!”
“Help me to the bathroom!” he ordered as though he hadn’t heard me. His voice was low and full of authority, and for a moment I thought he was back to the cold, distant Ashton again.
He had his pride, I supposed. Knowing that I wouldn’t win in an argument, I gave in and helped him off the bed.
He was 180cm tall and looked almost absurd next to me. For some reason, I had a distinct feeling that he was consciously not putting any of his weight on me.
We entered the toilet. Since his arm was still attached to the IV drip, I bent down without a second thought to help him unbuckle his belt.
However, he grabbed hold of my hand almost immediately. Looking a little helpless, he said, “Alright, I can do this myself. Go outside and wait for me.”
I felt rather anxious. “How are you going to sit down on the toilet bowl?” The injury was on his back and didn’t affect his walking but sitting down would cause his wound to start bleeding again.
He smiled weakly at me and shook his head. “I’ll be fine. Be a good girl and wait for me outside.”
I looked at him, feeling more worried than ever. Pushing his IV drip aside, I said, “I’ll just help you unbuckle your belt. I won’t look at you, I promise! I’ll help you sit down on the toilet bowl.”
“Just listen to me and wait for me outside!” he said, still smiling. A hint of desperation had crept into his voice. “You don’t have to worry about me. I’m not a child, you know. I know what I’m capable of. I’ll call you if anything happens.”
He gazed into my eyes, trying to reassure me with an earnest look on his face. I couldn’t help but wonder how there could be such a stubborn person on this planet!
Sighing slightly, I went out of the toilet. I heard the door slide shut behind me.
I pursed my lips in annoyance. Ashton was always so set in his ways.
Because I was so worried about him, I sat outside and waited for a while more. After a long time, I started panicking a little. Turning towards the toilet door, I called loudly, “Ashton, are you alright?”
“I’m fine!” he replied, sounding cool and unbothered.
Around ten minutes later, I heard the toilet flush. I got up and was about to go in to help him. Nonetheless, once I pushed the door open, he was already standing at the door.
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