The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 218 Stomach Problem

The two were chatting when the nurse from earlier walked in with a tray of meds. "Alright, this is the last time we need to change the dressing. Once we're done, Mrs. Smith can help Mr. Smith get ready to leave. This is for the tetanus shot and cleaning up the lower hip area. Mr. Smith has already taken care of the bill."

The nurse gave Emily a knowing smile, but Emily, without thinking, stepped aside to let the nurse get to Michael.

After all, changing dressings seemed like something a professional should handle.

But from the nurse's point of view, these dressings weren't a big deal and didn't need much skill. Since it was a bit of a private part, it was better for a family member to do it.

If no family was around, that'd be different, but Emily was right there.

"Mrs. Smith, you should help Mr. Smith with the dressing." The nurse handed Emily the meds, gave a quick rundown on how to use them, and left the room with her hands in her pockets, not waiting for a reply. "I'll come back to get the tray later. Make sure to apply the medicine quickly to avoid infection!"

With that, the door closed, and the room got tense.

Emily had planned to leave, but now she had a new job thanks to the nurse.

Not only could she not leave, but she also had to get up close and personal with Michael again.

Emily really didn't want to do this. They were about to get divorced, so why did they keep ending up in these situations?

Maybe sensing Emily's discomfort, or feeling just as awkward, Michael swallowed a few times and said softly, "It's okay, I can do it myself."

The tray had some topical meds, and the nurse had said they needed to go on the lower hip area.

How was he supposed to reach that himself?

He'd probably waste all the medicine trying.

Thinking about this, Emily pursed her lips and told Michael, "I'll do it. Just lie down."

still fresh in Emily's mind. Michael had begged her after getting medicated, and she had softened

feel of her hands on his

muscles move as she bent slightly, applying the cold medicine bit by bit to the

awkward, and the atmosphere

the past, Emily wasn't too

medicine. She could treat it like taking care of a

Lying face down there, he felt the cold touch

felt like forever, the medicine

cleaned up the trash, and Michael was still on the bed, feeling a

nose. She frowned and opened the trash can, finding some leftover

to have gone

this?" Emily asked Michael, trying to keep her nausea

forgotten to have the room cleaned in the past few chaotic days. "That was from the day Veda came. She saw the oatmeal

of this book for free. Don't miss out

and didn't answer your phone. I couldn't ask you to come over just to make oatmeal for

why he felt

he owed her and that things shouldn't have turned

was surprised to see how much

he

nothing like the arrogant and domineering

didn't say much. She shook her head and bent down, trying

But Emily overestimated herself.

slightest unpleasant smell could make her rush to the bathroom to

the nausea from deep within was

to

connected to

back in. "Have you finished changing