"What trouble are you talking about? Don't say such things with me. Can you stand?" Turstin Muller asked anxiously.
"I can."
Valentine Teller nodded confidently. Her foot wasn't hurting as much, standing was not a problem at all.
"That's good. You hold the showerhead, and I'll get you a stool to sit on. Keep running water on it, and when I return with the medicine, it will be perfect timing to apply it."
Turstin Muller said, stuffing the showerhead into Valentine Teller's hand, and then moved her other hand from his shoulder to the washbasin.
He walked out of the bathroom, and quickly returned with a stool for her to sit on.
"Thank you."
