Chapter 29
1068words
"Stay away."
Atlas said coldly.
'Don't be stubborn, let me help you sit in the car, okay?"
If this man lets others help him, will he die? Why did he have to do so much? 'I don't need anyone's help, go away."
Atlas's eyes were extremely sharp, he looked at her as if he wanted to kill someone.
Daisy didn't care about his words and eyes. If she lets him stand up on his own, he doesn't know when. So, she stubbornly helped him up. This man wanted nothing, this had become familiar to her.
She let one of his arms wrap around her shoulders and then hugged his waist, she used her strength to help him stand up.
Atlas didn't give her what she wanted, he once again pushed her aside. This time, not only did she fall, but he also fell, his whole large body pressed against Daisy's, her back hitting something on the floor. She couldn't help but frown and took a breath of cold air, her face also turned pale.
Atlas heard her small cry of pain. He felt a little guilty in his heart, but he pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Are you satisfied? Can you stand up now?"
Daisy frowned and spoke with difficulty.
Atlas fended him off with both hands and saw blood under his hands. His eyes showed bewilderment, he temporarily did not move.
Daisy was in so much pain that she was dizzy, seeing him dazed. She couldn't help but push him aside. Her movements are not too strong. First, because she is in pain. Second, if she pushed too hard, this man would fall to the ground.
Atlas only reacted after she pushed him and he saw her trying to stand up.
As soon as she sat up, Daisy took another breath of cold air. When she turned her head to see what had hit her, she saw blood. The object she was stabbed with was just a brush. She put her hands behind her back. After touching it a few times, only a little blood came out, but because it mixed with the water left on the floor, it looked a bit patchy.
Looking at the man next to her again, she didn't say anything but helped him stand up. This time Atlas didn't do anything, he looked at her again with a complicated expression.
He didn't understand why this woman was so stubborn in wanting to help him up even though she was bleeding and enduring pain to help him. It wasn't that he appreciated her, but he thought that she was only acting to receive his sympathy, to make him feel sorry for her.
Daisy didn't pay attention to him, she said: "Let me help you take a bath."
'No need, go out."
Atlas lowered his voice and directly chased her away, he didn't want anyone to touch him.
Daisy didn't know how he normally bathed, but with the current situation making it difficult to bathe, she was determined to bathe him.
'First young master, let me bathe you."
'Do you consider me a three-year-old child or do you consider me a disabled person who doesn't know how to bathe himself?"
Atlas said coldly, with a bit of anger in his voice. His hands placed on the side of the wheelchair were shaking a bit.
Hearing that, Daisy sighed, softened her voice, and said: "Don't be so sensitive, I simply want to help you."
Atlas pursed his lips, still spitting out two words: "No need."
Daisy saw him like that, she didn't say anything more, looked at the mess on the floor, first she cleaned it up a bit.
Atlas looked at her bright red back, his eyes twitching a bit. He didn't want to look anymore so he resolutely closed his eyes.
Daisy quickly cleaned up the bloody water and put the furniture in the right place. At this time, she looked at the man in the wheelchair, she thought for a moment and then said: "First young master, shower gel and towel, I leave them next to you, I will go out first. If you need anything Then just call me, okay? Besides, I'll leave the lamp here for you. When you're done bathing, you can bring it out to me."
After Daisy finished speaking, she went out and closed the door. At that moment she felt a bit dizzy. She temporarily went to the sofa to lie down for a while. Because of her back injury, she could only lie on her stomach and listen to the movement inside the bathroom.
The bathroom is specially designed for disabled people, so she doesn't worry about her falling asleep without realizing it.
Inside, Atlas looked at the bathtub. He mocked himself for a long time before opening the bathtub door and entering, pouring water into the bathtub, covering his entire body.
It took Atlas thirty minutes before he finished showering. He stepped out of the bathtub again. Looking at the phone on the cosmetics shelf, he didn't take it but pushed the cart out directly.
As soon as the door opened, Daisy also woke up. Looking at the man pushing the cart this way, she dreamily asked: "Have you finished showering yet?"
Atlas glanced at her but he said nothing. At this moment there was light, he saw a red, swollen tumor on her forehead. He tried to ignore it so as not to notice, but his eyes kept staring at it for some reason. Looking at her, he was a little angry with himself, but he didn't know what he was angry about.
Daisy also saw his eyes, she asked suspiciously: "Why are you looking at me like that, is something wrong?"
Hearing her voice, Atlas looked away and turned his wheelchair away.
This room has a partition, that side is like a miniature room of this room, with only a table and no other items.
Atlas often comes to sit there, and no one is allowed to bother him, but Daisy has come there many times to bother him, the most recent time was when she invited him to eat cake.
Daisy saw him going there again so she didn't say anything but took a set of clothes and went into the bathroom. Her back was covered in blood and needed to be washed.
