Chapter 32 - : My exclusive nurse (1/2)

”More apple?” Amy is holding an apple on her hand, asking me on the chair beside my bed.

”No need.” I lean on the bed, shake my head. My cheeks are round. I gesture her that I'm full. Actually, I don't like apple. I like more of oranges. But it's a pity that Amy doesn't allow me to eat. She says it's not good for my recovery.

Oh, Amy is my exclusive nurse. She is very young, around twenty years old. Good looking but not a perfect beauty but very cheerful. She has taken care of me very carefully these days. There is always a kind of gentleness and delicacy on her.

I have been lying in the hospital for three days, no one came to see me. Juan and Jim did not come back again, only Amy accompanies me. I asked her, she was hired to work for a professional nursing company. Although young, she has already been the company's golden level nurse.

That day I hesitated for a long time, finally did not make the call to Juan to say my suspicion of Vivi Young.

I don't know whether I was doing this right. Maybe, from the bottom of my heart, I really don't want to doubt her.

Do I have any proof?

No!

Since there is no evidence, what is the use of the saying? Would Juan believe me? Maybe, maybe not… Maybe, I don't need to talk about it at all. He has always been so smart!

As for me, I don't know why I refuse to doubt Vivi Young in my heart. All I know is that I always felt empty after she said goodbye to me that day. I don't know how to describe such a feeling…

A little sour, a little gloomy, and there seems to be something else… I always remember two of us were rolling down from the hillside that night, and she held my broken arm to run. We hugged each other for warmth and hid in the cave, shivering with cold, deliberately telling jokes to distract. And… She tore her underwear to bandage my head.

How to say, it seems to be a feeling of sharing weal and woe.

If I doubt her now… Wouldn't that force me to admit that everything that night was hypocritical? All disguised?

I really don't want to do that!

I admit that I have an inexplicable mood towards that woman… Especially thinking of the kiss before she left.

Why did she kiss me?

Maybe it was out of gratitude that I saved her? Because of I broke my leg for her? Or because I was telling her the jokes all that night?

Or is it just a courtesy when Americans say goodbye?

Every time I think of it, I can't help mocking myself: Chen Yang, just stop dreaming!

Of course, these minds are occasionally considered. I am not a rookie who never seen pretty women. But as long as a man who has stayed alone with top class beauty like Vivi Young in the wild place for a whole night, shared weal and woe, holding warmth, and she even tore off her underwear to bandage the wounds for him. After these things, if he says that he is still totally not interested in her, that must be a lie.

Fortunately, I've been a little quiet for the past two days. I've stopped thinking about those thoughts and occasionally amused Amy, the nurse.

Speaking of Amy, she is a very good-tempered girl. She was probably trained to do all this, so she is patient and careful and takes good care of me as if I am an emperor. I heard that her salary is only two thousands per month. She has cared for puerperas, patients after surgery, and some elderly people. By contrast, taking care of a minor injured patient like me is not very tiring, and the working time is short, but the income is much higher.

I feel that she was afraid of me at first, probably because of my appearance.

A man, with a chaste figure, a lot of scars which seem to be caused by fighting on his body, short hair on his head, as if bareheaded. There is also the fierce in the eyes. Indeed I look just like a gangster.

As a young girl, she might a little fear about me for sure.

But for the past three days, seeing that I was kind to her, and have nothing to do with her. She gradually becomes defenseless and occasionally talking with me.

To be honest, I am interested in her work. It's simply because I have seen some of sex movies.

This girls in uniform, swaying around in front of you all day, serving the sickers, bringing tea and water, and even helping the patients to solve some of the daily necessities of life… For example, wipe your face and brush your body.

At the begging, when I went to the bathroom, I would not let her help me, insist on do it myself. Because I feel when urinating, if there's a person standing around to visit, especially a young girl, I would be very ashamed.

But Amy is very calm and professional, and in her eyes I am just a patient, no man or woman. She also said that in her work, she sometimes served paralyzed patients and even helped them with her own hands, with the long thin ureters on hands…

In her words, medical service people's heart is no difference with the parents.

I respect her.

Then I couldn't help feeling ashamed of myself. After that, when I went to the bathroom, and I didn't refuse her help. Instead, I had a good pee in front of her.

But that respect only lasted less than two hours, and I overheard her whisper, in a very gossipy, excited tone, as she was talking to her friends on the phone outside the door: ”Wow! This one is so handsome! It's cool! Good shape! And that thing is also very big… ”