Shiyang didn't change into a hospital gown in the afternoon, she was still wearing her own clothes.
When she went out in the morning, she wore tight denim pants for convenience. This was not something that her injured right arm and left hand with an infusion needle could do easily with one hand.
Fu Jingchuan also noticed the tight jeans she was wearing, her left hand with an acupuncture needle, and her right hand that could not move.
He coughed slightly, turned his head slightly, and looked at her again.
"I'll take it for you first," he said. "If there's any inconvenience, just call me and I'll wait for you at the door."
Shiyang nodded reluctantly, her toes digging into the floor with embarrassment. She would rather Fu Jingchuan was not here, at least he wouldn't have to face this dilemma.
The toilet is in the room.
Fu Jingchuan helped Shiyang put the IV bottle in the toilet. Before going out, he gave her a worried look: "Are you still dizzy?"
Shiyang shook his head: "I'm not dizzy anymore."
The infusion worked very well, and I felt much relieved after taking a nap.
Fu Jingchuan nodded, helped her hang up her things, went out and stood at the door of the toilet with his back to her.
"Call me if you have any questions."
Shiyang nodded, her face was already so hot that it was about to catch fire. Fu Jingchuan sent her to the toilet and she already felt extremely embarrassed. She had to relieve herself in front of him, which she couldn't do.
"You...go to the room first." She said.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her face, which was filled with shame and anger, and nodded without saying anything.
"Call me if you have any questions, don't hold on." After giving the instruction, he turned around and returned to the room without adding to her embarrassment at the bathroom door.
Shiyang said softly "Hmm" and closed the toilet door.
There was no lock on the door, and it was not convenient for her to lock it. She just closed the door ajar and went to unbutton her pants, not thinking that she would not be able to do it.
Her jeans were not only tight-fitting, but also had three rows of metal buttons on the zipper. She was afraid that the buttonholes would be too big and the buttons would fall off, so she only made a small opening, and each button was tight and difficult to untie.
Shiyang's right arm had just been injured and was still congested and swollen, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.
There was a needle stuck in the back of her left hand. She was afraid that the needle would accidentally slip, so she didn't dare to use force. She struggled for a long time and couldn't untie any of it.
Fu Jingchuan didn't trust her in the room. Seeing that she hadn't come out for a long time, and there was no movement in the toilet for a long time, he couldn't help but frown, walked to the door of the toilet, and knocked on the door.
"well enough?"
"I..." Shiyang was anxious and embarrassed, "It's okay, you should go back to your room first..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his left hand, which was anxious to unbutton the button, suddenly pulled hard on the needle. Shiyang hissed in pain. Fu Jingchuan's expression changed and he pushed open the toilet door.
Shiyang: "..."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her left hand on the metal buckle of her trousers, moved it to her face, and coughed lightly.
"Let me do it."
He said, taking a step forward, pulling her hand away from the metal buckle, and was going to help her unbutton it.
Shiyang put her soft hand on his palm to stop him from going any further. Seeing that his face was so red that he was almost bleeding, he was almost crying with embarrassment.
"It's not like you've never done it before." Fu Jingchuan looked at her, "How long will you have to deal with this?"
He had done it before, but Shiyang still felt like he wanted to die.
She never thought that one day she would be so embarrassed that she would need Fu Jingchuan to help her take off her pants to go to the toilet.
She had never been so embarrassed in her life.
Now she just wants to pull out the needle and do it herself.
Her shameful and angry look made Fu Jingchuan laugh a little.
"I close my eyes." Fu Jingchuan said, then closed his eyes, and put his long fingers on the metal buttons of her jeans. With a "click", the first metal button was unfastened, and his long fingers moved to the second one. .
Shi Yang also silently closed his eyes and turned his head, not wanting to face it.
But the two of them stood too close, breathing Fu Jingchuan's familiar crisp breath, and the restraints on the waistband of his trousers were untied with two soft "snaps".
Fu Jingchuan didn't take a step closer, he just opened his eyes and looked down at her.
"Can I do it myself?"
His voice was slightly hoarse.
Shiyang felt that such embarrassment was not only torture for her, but also for Fu Jingchuan.
She closed her eyes tightly and didn't want to face it. She just nodded lightly: "Well..."
Her voice was so embarrassed that she was about to cry.
Fu Jingchuan was amused by her ostrich appearance, and he patted her shoulder.
"I'll wait for you outside, just call me."
Shiyang: "Well..."
"Yeah" sounded like crying.
Fu Jingchuan withdrew and thoughtfully helped her close the toilet door without staying at the toilet door. The sound of distant footsteps eased Shiyang's embarrassment a little.
