Chapter 302 The Stubborn President
“I don’t need anything,” except you. The latter part was something that Hanson said in his mind.
“And this is?” Vania was a bit perplexed as she pointed at his raised hand.
“My hand is wounded.” Hanson seemed to be very proud of his own wound.
“I know.” Since she was the one to accompany him to the hospital, how could she not know about that?
While saying that, she rubbed her eyes. Did I miss something, or was he smiling at his wounded hand?
Hanson, who was acting as if she did not know anything, said, “You don’t care about me anymore.”
Suddenly feeling blamed, Vania felt a bit confused. “Why do you say that?”
“You forgot that water cannot touch my hand.” Hanson seemed very pitiful.
“Erm…” Vania gulped. “I didn’t forget about that. I even remember how to dress your wounds and the things to look out for.”
She really did not forget.
“So, I want to bathe now. And you need to help me,” said Hanson shamelessly.
Cough, cough… Vania choked on her own saliva as she asked in disbelief, “You want me to help you bathe?”
Does he know the difference between men and women? Even the kids don’t need my help to bathe anymore.
“That’s right. My hand can’t move, nor can water make contact with it. Are you expecting me to use my feet instead?”
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