"The dean is making rounds and you're not here." Feeling the soft little hands above his head scratching gently, Eric snorted and reminded her with a sullen face.

"When? !" Nancy asked in surprise, thought for a moment and smiled knowingly, "Well, it's okay."

Anyway, it's already checked, and even if you know when it is, it won't help, so just do this or that, at worst get a scolding.

Hearing her soft voice, Eric frowned. "The technique is good, was a hair-washing girl before being a doctor? !"

"......" Having cleared her throat in silence, Nancy paused for a long time before saying, "My mom didn't do that for the time before. It was always me who washed her hair. Maybe she got trained."

Nancy's voice was low and hoarse, like rough sandpaper scraping against the wall.

She didn't know why she was saying this to Eric, but once the conversation started, she couldn't stop. "Her hair was so soft that I liked it, and I haven't had a chance to wash anyone's hair since she left."

"Well," Eric, with his black agate eyes looking up at the ceiling, changed the subject, "the dean said he would teach you a lesson when you come back."

'All right, I see.' Nancy laughed again.

But in that low voice, Eric picked up a hint of sadness.

He suddenly wanted to ask what had happened to her after she went downstairs, but when Nancy came back, she found nothing wrong except for a vacant look in her eyes.

At this moment, the scent of shampoo was lingering in his hair and between her fingers, making him feel a bit warm and awkward for no reason.

With a cold gaze, Eric said coldly, "Can you wash it off? !"

With a faint "oh", Nancy seemed to come to her senses. "OK, I'll wash you right now."

Wrapped a dry towel around his head, Nancy went out to pour water, and when she came back, Eric had already wiped his own hair, leaving the towel aside.

Seeing that his hair was still wet, Nancy walked over without a second thought, grabbed a towel and rubbed his head randomly again.

"Don't take my head as a toy," she said. With a sullen face, Eric's eyes were cold.

Nancy smiled and deliberately rubbed his head. "If you cooperate with me in the treatment, I won't treat your head as a toy."

Pulling her hand away, Eric stared at her with a straight and cold gaze, as if warning...

Obediently fleeing, leaving Eric alone, Nancy sneaked into her little nest and saw the two boxes on the bed at a glance.

"Why is this here? !" Nancy, in a daze, poked her head out from behind the curtain and waved the box at Eric.

"Ben picked it up." Eric spoke coldly, looking incredibly cool.

Nancy let out an "oh", pulled her head back and slipped out again. "I'm going out tomorrow morning. You eat the white porridge and steamed buns from the hospital every day. Do you want some other breakfast to bring back?" !"

Eric narrowed his eyes. "I don't know."

"Ok, I know." Nancy went back in.

With a raised eyebrow, Eric glared at the curtain speechlessly. This woman always says she knows, she knows, but I don't know what she actually knows!

The next morning, Nancy did get up early, and Eric knew, but did not open his eyes.

At the entrance of Peak High School, there was a constant stream of parents coming to school and dropping their children off. Nancy stood at the entrance, stretching her neck and looking carefully at everyone who went in, fearing to miss Doris.

Doris, dressed in her school dress, did see her.

"Bring it here," Doris, who walked up to her rudely and reached out her hand, frowned haughtily. "I heard from my mom that you are going to bring me the iPad today."

Nancy, seeing her haughty look, frowned too. "Well, I bought this for you first."

Nancy took out the unopened box and handed it over. She was too lazy to talk to her much. Doris was also not very interested in talking to her. Her little face was held high with pride, looking very aloof.

Nancy, unable to bear her haughty demeanor, turned and left, but Doris said coldly behind her, "Did you forget something?" !"

"What did I forget? !" Nancy turned to look at her, somewhat confused.

Doris lifted her chin slightly and reached out her hand in disdain and disgust, saying, "Didn't your dad tell you I'm going to my major?" !"

With a cold laugh, Nancy took out a hundred dollars from her bag and slipped it into her hand. "I asked your teachers before I came. You don't need to go to other provinces for one-on-one professional classes in the next few months. This hundred dollars is for you to buy snacks. Is there any more?"

Turning nimbly, Nancy didn't want to look at the seventeen-year-old girl, who wasn't cute at all.

Wandering aimlessly around Peak High School, Nancy saw a little old man carrying a load selling tofu pudding, and the taste of memory rushed into her mind. She hurried over and bought three bowls, and then thought about buying some breakfast nearby to take back to the hospital.

After distributing breakfast to Eric and Ben, Nancy managed to put a small steamed bun in her mouth and was called to the director's office.

The dean didn't say much more to Nancy, but just gave her a verbal warning.

It was strange that there wasn't the expected storm, and Nancy responded awkwardly to 302.

On the empty little table, there was nothing but the small steamed buns she had reserved for herself.

"Yeah, where's my tofu pudding? !" Nancy winked, Ben smiled at her, gave Eric a look, smiled knowingly, and Nancy ate the longbao with cold boiled water.

For the rest of the time Jason didn't bother her, and Nancy only heard from Carl that Jason still gave May 50,000 yuan, but he returned it.

Under her care, Eric's condition gradually improved and his mood became much more stable.

Looking at the free time to go home and see Carl back, Nancy noticed that there was another thick layer of defense at the entrance of 302. Thinking that it was not convenient for her to get there, she decided to go outside the hospital for a cup of milk tea. She hadn't been so free for a long time.

When she came back, the door was so clean that there wasn't even an ant.

Where is Ben? !" Nancy, seeing Eric alone, rubbed her eyes and asked him.

Looking up at her, Eric's heart softened and Nancy rubbed her eyes in a daze, like a little girl. But she had been looking after him all the time, day and night, and there was a layer of haggard over her fair complexion.

'Where is Ben? !" Seeing that he didn't answer, Nancy asked again.

"Something is up. I sent him out." The reply was concise, and Eric didn't say how long Ben would be away or when he would be back.

He didn't say it, and Nancy didn't ask further. She just said "oh" to show that she knew.

"Right," Nancy turned back to get her wheelchair, "I'll take you out for a walk. You're in such a state that you can go out and enjoy some fresh air and some flowers."

Eric wanted to say no, but Nancy had already called two male caregivers over to lift him off his wheelchair...