The man waved his hand irritably, and the doctor nodded and left the room.
"Help her change the bedsheet."
Since the surgery was on the shoulder and chest, Yu Yao was covered in bandages and not wearing any clothes. If the wet bedsheet wasn't changed in time and the sweat wiped off, she might catch a cold, or worse, cause an infection, which would make things even more complicated.
"Okay."
The two nurses responded promptly, reaching out to pull back her blanket.
Moses turned to leave but heard a soft cry from Yu Yao.
He frowned and turned his face, "What happened?"
"Sorry... I accidentally touched her arm," the nurse said apologetically.
Both nurses were girls, and their strength was limited. Trying not to hurt her while changing the wet bedsheet seemed almost impossible.
"Should I find a male caregiver to help?" the nurse asked cautiously.
After all, she was a girl, and it really couldn't be helped.
"I'll do it!"
The man turned around and stepped over.
"But, your arm?"
