Spreading out the mask bit by bit, Nancy took a step back and nodded contentedly. "Yes, it's really smooth."

"......" Looking at her speechlessly, Eric whispered, "If it doesn't fit, would you like to iron it with an iron? !"

"Your face isn't a shirt," Nancy shrugged. "Take it off in fifteen minutes, and during those fifteen minutes you can consider taking a break with your eyes closed."

Looking at the redness and swelling on his arm, Nancy thought for a moment, wiped him with a towel again, and then used a wet water tissue instead of a mask paper, soaked it in mineral water and stuck it on his arm.

Eric was at her mercy, but his eyes kept following her.

"What's wrong? !" Feeling a chill in her heart, Nancy couldn't help but ask.

"Your face," Eric pointed to his cheek and asked her, "would you like to put it on? !"

"No need." Nancy smiled slightly, turned and went into her little nest...

Two boxes of men's underpants lay quietly at the end of the bed, next to a box of unpacked cylindrical needles and threads.

Nancy stared for a moment, then took out a jewelry box from the bag and opened it, revealing buttons of various shapes and colors.

Fifteen minutes later, Eric saw the curtain swaying from time to time and knew it was Nancy touching the curtain, but he didn't know what she was doing. At first, there was a rustling sound, but later, there was a complete silence.

"Dr. Nancy, fifteen minutes have passed." Eric called her.

"Oh, just take it off and throw it away yourself." Nancy replied quickly, but she didn't even stick her head out of the curtain, which made Eric feel a little annoyed.

After a few more minutes or so, Nancy emerged from behind the curtain, with something in her arms, and rushed straight into the bathroom.

With a raised eyebrow, Eric was a little annoyed.

"Thanks..." Having finished her own business, Nancy looked back and saw that Eric was nowhere to be found in the ward.

"Eric," a panic, Nancy grabbed her phone and called Eric's phone as she ran to the corridor, grabbed someone and asked, "Did you see the injured person of patient 302? !"

No one answered Eric's phone, and Nancy was so anxious and scared that her face turned pale.

After asking three people in a row, she learned from a little nurse, "You mean Colonel Eric, I saw him get out of the elevator just now, and there was a nurse with him."

Nancy thanked him and rushed to the nurse's station to check the service bell record, and successfully got the phone number of the caregiver who had gone out with Eric.

"Hello, is Colonel Eric with you? !" Nancy didn't dare to delay. After hearing the other person say "yes", she quickly said, "I'm his attending physician Nancy, please give him the phone, thank you."

Soon, a slightly hoarse magnetic voice rang out on the phone, "Hello."

"Where have you been? !" It was not until she heard his voice that Nancy breathed a sigh of relief. "Do you know how anxious I was when I turned around and didn't see you? !"

There was a hint of coquettish in the reproachful tone, and Eric curled his lips slightly. "I'm your patient, not your prisoner."

"Then tell me too," Nancy panted. "Where are you? Tell me where you are. I'll come to you right now."

The warm sunlight was shining on her, Eric narrowed his eyes to look ahead, Nancy walked fast and steady, the hem of her doctor's robe fluttering revealed the lake blue skirt, her skin was fair and bright, and her pretty face was bathed in the sunlight, as if she had been shining all along.

As she got closer, Nancy tried to put on a serious face, but as soon as she faced him, she laughed angrily, "What are you running out for?" !"

With a slight chin lift, Eric's every move is so imposing, and his charming voice is even more irresistible. "Didn't you say to see more sun? !"

"What I mean is that the curtains in the ward should always be drawn to let the sun in, not to leave you in the sun!" Nancy shook her head with a smile. "Your wounds aren't fully healed yet. If you sweat too much, it will hurt."

Listening to her soft voice, Eric squinted lazily, and the sun was so warm that it made one want to sleep.

Without any so-called pursing of the lips, Eric threw out a sentence, "All right then."

With a embarrassed look on her face, Nancy looked at him blankly. "All right, you go back to the ward with me right now, and don't come out on your own anymore. You have to tell me in advance what you want to do."

"Where's going to the toilet? !" Eric curled his lips, and Nancy was stunned again. "Well, that's what I want to say."

The nurse brought over a few bottles of water and gave one to each of Nancy and Eric. "Doctor Nancy, you are mistaken for Colonel Eric. He just wanted to relieve himself. You are a girl, so you asked me to take him there."

"Then why aren't you in the ward..." Nancy was stunned, and her face turned red as she remembered what she had just done in the bathroom. Fortunately, she didn't relieve herself in the bathroom of the ward. Otherwise, if she had seen it, she would have blushed to death.

"Who knows what shady thing you're doing." Eric retracted his eyes and deliberately teased.

"Well, it's not right for me to occupy the toilet, but you can call me. When you do, I'll come out and give it to you." Nancy wanted to argue, but felt that it was her fault to say so, and that she, who was supposed to take care of him, had gone away to do something else and blamed him for not saying a word.

Noticing Nancy's embarrassment, Eric curled his lips silently, and his sharp gaze fell straight on her.

"Go back to the ward." Nancy unscrewed the water bottle and handed it to Eric, then took the unopened one from his hand, unscrewed it and took a sip.

When she came over, she had run a few steps and was now sweating profusely.

'Nancy.' Someone is calling her.

Looking back, Nancy frowned and said quickly to the caregiver, "Please take Colonel Eric back to the ward and wipe his body. He's sweating and has no choice but to clean up. I'll come back a little later to avoid any inconvenience."

Eric gave a faint glance at the sound source, and Nancy saw it and immediately stood in front of him to block it. "Go back quickly. If you want to come out for a walk, I'll bring you out when it's not hot in the evening."

With an extremely sharp eye, Eric was able to catch a glimpse of the person with just a faint glance.

The excellent quality trousers were the latest style worn by the model on the cover of a fashion magazine, and the finely tailored shirt was a new fashion Week style just released last week. The appearance was good, and his eyes showed the shrewdness typical of a businessman. It was obvious that the person was of high status.

Not much older than Nancy, she was a little flustered and angry when she saw him, and it seemed to be her ex-boyfriend.

"Ok," Eric curved his lips slightly and deliberately took Nancy's hand, giving it a gentle grip. "I'm waiting for you."

So startled that she almost jumped up, Nancy quickly withdrew her hand, stunned, "What are you waiting for me to do? !"