Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 102

In the early morning, Rosemary was woken up by some noise.

She got out of the bed towards the window and looked at a crowd saying something to the village head.

Fiona was to ask her to have breakfast, seeing her standing at the window, said, “Rosey, you are up.”

The woman walked to the girl, “Are we making trouble for you and your grandpa?”

“You meant that crowd?”

“Yes.” She would feel guilty if the old man and the little girl were troubled because of her.

“Those people come here for some official things. Grandpa is the chief of this village and in charge of everything.” The girl explained, smiling.

The woman was still frowning.

The girl held her guest’s hand, “Rosey, you just look after Adrian and don’t worry about us. If the villagers had opinions towards you, they would have blocked you when you made your way here.”

“Is that so?” The woman was not convinced.

“Yes, it is so!” The girl held the guest’s hands to breakfast.

Right. When they first came here, those residents didn’t show any surprise as if they were not strangers.

After breakfast, Rosemary served breakfast for the patient.

Seeing Adrian awake, she smiled, “Feeling better?”

“Yeah, much better. Just my chest feels constricted.” The man smiled back.

She put a small table in front of him and put the dishes on it, “Have your breakfast. Or it will be cold soon.”

The man took up a bowl and hesitated before he asked, “Are you going to collect herbs in the mountain?”

“Yes. Fiona said it would take two days or so. You will take good care of yourself, will you? I will cure you!” she said firmly.

The patient cast a look at her, and sighed, “Rosey, you don’t have to feel guilty. I would do the same if it were another person.”

“Not only because you saved me. You are also my friend! That’s the main reason. I will find a way to cure you if there is hope, no matter how thin it is.”

“Okay. I will help Fiona prepare what might be used in the mountain. You just look after yourself and wait for good news.” She went away.

“Fiona, what’s this?” She asked curiously when the girl put those bottles and jars in a bag.

Pointing to the blue bottle in question, the girl replied, “It can make snakes and mosquitoes stay away. The deep mountains enjoy little sunshine and are very damp. Paradise of these animals.”

“I see. Then can you give me a little of everything you have in case I might need them?”

“Of course.” The girl explicated the functions of every bottle to the to-be-herb-collector, who listened and memorized carefully.

“Now, things are ready and it’s time that we should go,” Fiona said.