When she finished bandaging the wound, Russell had already fallen asleep.
She put away the medicine box and thought for a moment before lying down next to Russell.
Every half an hour, Chelsea would get up to check Russell's temperature. At two in the morning, Russell's temperature dropped below 100F. She finally breathed a sigh of relief. She could not hold on anymore and fell asleep on the spot.
The next day, when Russell woke up, he felt much better. But his shoulder felt very heavy as if a stone was on it.
He frowned and opened his eyes. He wanted to push the thing on his shoulder, but before he could touch it, he saw Chelsea's sleepy face.
He could not help but think of what happened in the bathroom last night.
He stared at Chelsea for a long time, and his outstretched hand slowl
