"It's in the cabinet at the entrance. I'm so sorry to trouble you."
Braden said weakly. He seemed so weak that he couldn't take care of himself. Braden knew his tricks.
Shirley found a medicine kit in the cabinet at the entrance. There was iodine, injury ointment, and so on. There were a lot of things.
Shirley came to the sofa and looked at Braden's perfect face outline, the vague lines of muscles, and the cold and abstinent temperament. It was a feast for the eyes. It was a crime!
"Take off your clothes first."
Shirley was like an experienced cougar commanding Braden from above.
So straightforward?
Braden was embarrassed. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and asked coldly, "Why should I take off my clothes? In my current state, there are some things that are inconvenient to do... Of course, if you insist on it, it's not like I can't cooperate."