I followed Patrick to a house of Roger in the downtown.
After entering, I found that the place was clean, and there was no special furniture, other than a large round water bed.
Its function was self-evident.
As soon as Patrick came in, he looked disgustedly at the bed. "After the doctor comes to see her feet, we'll leave."
"Alas, don't judge me." Roger looked innocent. "It's been so many years since I last used that. I've already turned over a new leaf. You know that."
Patrick placed me on the sofa and sat down.
Soon, a doctor came over to check my feet.
He told me about my injury, and what I needed to take care of. In a nutshell, all I needed to do was to change the bandage every day, and avoid water.
At the same time, he also checked the wound on my scalp and gave me some suggestions.
After the doctor left, Roger said, "I'll buy you something to eat. Do you still need vegetables and eggs? You can stay here as long as you want. I promise that no woman has been in this house for five or six years! And I let servants clean it regularly."
"So you can take women here at any time?"
Patrick looked at Roger coldly and teased.
"No, no, no!" Roger denied it immediately. He smiled less confidently and said, "Well, I'll go out to buy food. You guys stay here and have a good time."
As soon as he finished speaking, he went out quickly.
When Roger left, the entire room became quiet.
Patrick pulled up the curtains for me.
The original purpose of Roger's renovation of the room was dodgy, so the curtain could stop light efficiently.
As soon as it was pulled up, the whole room immediately became as dark as night.
I took off my sunglasses. Now my eyes were much better. I watched Patrick sit back next to me and said apologetically, "Will I delay your thing..."
"No." It was as though Patrick had known my thoughts. He gently hugged me. "No matter what, I'm the only person who can contact this team in Country R. I control the deal. Right now, the greatest opportunity for Towering High to rise again is to advance this Al project. Thus, this is my bargaining chip. I won't lose to him."
Hearing Patrick's words, I felt at ease.
Soon, Roger bought the foods back and put them in the kitchen before leaving.
But soon he returned. He took out a big box at the top of the wardrobe and threw it on the ground.
"What's this?" Patrick and I stood by his side, feeling confused.
Roger smiled naughtily and opened the box.
There were pieces of wrapped new clothes in it.
There were cards on these clothes.
The cards showed the style of the clothes.
My eyes still blurred, so I couldn't see these clothes clearly.
Roger put the suitcase aside and said with a mysterious smile, "These clothes are all new and haven't been worn even once. You can wear them as you like."
When I heard this, I immediately realized what these clothes were!
My face instantly turned red.
Roger didn't wait for us to express our opinions, he just disappeared in a flash.
I could even feel the heat on my face.
In order to prevent Patrick from asking me to try on these clothes now, I quickly limped out of the bedroom. I said to myself, and also told him, "I will sort out the foods. They will be rotten if we leave them outside for too long."
Patrick stood behind me for a few seconds before he said, "I'll help you."
When we finished the sorting, it was already evening.
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