My Disabled CEO Stood up And Kissed Me (Natalie)

Chapter 107 Stay with Me

Chapter 107 Stay with Me

Kendrick said, "No."

Natalie got up. "I'll get a new bowl of water."

When she came back, she saw Baron rushing back. Together, the two changed the sheets. Baron saw

her sweaty face and her stained clothes and said, "Mrs. Ramsey, you may tidy yourself up. Leave this

to me."

Before Natalie could speak, her stomach convulsed. The sudden pain almost made her call out.

Baron saw her face and was about to say something.

Natalie stopped him. "Be careful not to touch his wound."

"Don't worry, I will be careful."

"Okay, I'll go wash my face."

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, but Natalie didn't eat after this noon. No eating combined

with mental tension could easily lead to stomach cramps.

She hurried out of the room. Steadying herself with one hand against the wall, she bit her hand as the

pain surged up.

Suddenly, her hands and feet felt cold and numb, and she couldn't even walk. She slid down against

the wall and sat on the ground, huddling herself up to suppress the pain.

After her hands regained consciousness, she pressed Point Liangqiu with her thumb to calm down.

As the pain dissipated, she was soaked in sweat, gasping heavily. Then she struggled to get up and

walked towards her room.

...

Baron helped Kendrick change into a loose black nightgown.

When seeing Kendrick's wound, he almost sobbed, thinking, "Mr. Ramsey's legs have just gained

consciousness. Why should he suffer this again?"

He couldn't help but ask, "Was it Melvin who did this?" Melvin was Kendrick's uncle.

Kendrick was silent. He doubted that, too, but she had no evidence yet.

Baron gritted his teeth. "If it was him, I'll deal with him at the risk of my life. For these years, you have

treated him with respect, but he has always been hard on you, despite the fact that you're his nephew." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Kendrick interrupted, "I will deal with this myself." He closed his eyes and recalled the scene.

That teenager had seemed to be aiming at his legs. When the teenager approached him and bent over,

he took out the knife from his sleeve and stabbed at his legs.

His companion took a bottle of sulfuric acid to help him to escape. The two cooperated with each other.

Obviously, the person behind the attack had been well-prepared and even instigated minors to commit

crimes.

Kendrick opened his eyes, his eyes filled with chilling coldness.

The door was pushed open again by Natalie. She had changed into clean long-sleeved pajamas, with

her long hair hanging on her shoulders.

She was holding a cup of brewed protein powder.

Kendrick signaled Baron to take away the dirty clothes and sheets.

Baron immediately picked up the laundry basket and went out.

Natalie sat down by the bed, and now her face had returned to normal. "I made you a cup of brewed

protein powder. It can help your wound."

Kendrick smelt it and frowned slightly. He didn't feel like drinking it. "Is there nothing else?" he asked.

"It's the best for you now." Natalie put the cup to his lips. She did not back down on some issues.

"Take a painkiller after drinking it," Natalie looked at the time and said.

Kendrick finished the cup of brewed protein powder.

The protein had a slightly unpleasant smell and it revolted him since he had smelt blood for so long.

Natalie took out a tissue to wipe his mouth. Looking at his pale face, she sighed silently.

But now she didn't ask before he had a good rest.

She caressed his cheek and said, "Sleep early tonight." Kendrick frowned and held her wrist.

"What's wrong?" Natalie asked.

"The doctor said that I might have a fever at night due to the inflammation of the wound."

"I'll be in the next room. You can call me," Natalie said gently.

Kendrick stared at her. "Stay with me."

"I'm afraid I will touch your wound." Natalie was worried.

Right now, his wound was hurting badly, so he didn't have the strength to speak anymore. He just

grabbed her hand and didn't let go.

Natalie had no choice. She fed him a painkiller and anti-inflammatory drug, then took out the

antipyretics and put them on the tea table. "I'll stay with you for a while."

She was going to get him to sleep before leaving because she was afraid she would touch his wound

when sleeping.

Natalie laid down the pillow and helped him lie down. She slid into the blanket and turned off the light.

She wanted to wait for Kendrick to fall asleep and left. But she had been exhausted all day.

As soon as she lay down, she was out like a light.

...

When Natalie slept soundly at night, she heard a voice.

She woke up and heard Kendrick saying, "Water..." He repeated it again.

Natalie turned on the light. She poured a small cup of warm water to feed him. When her fingers

touched his hot cheek, she was not surprised that he had a fever. Fortunately, it was not a high fever.

She picked up the anti-fever medicine to feed him.

Kendrick was in a daze, the wound was hurting him, and he was completely unconscious.

Natalie melted the powder into the water and carefully fed it to him with a spoon.

But Kendrick didn't even open his mouth.

Natalie wished she could open his mouth and pour the medicine in, but she didn't have the heart to do

so.

She heaved a sigh. She took a sip of the medicine, put her lips next to his, and patted his face, saying,

"Open your mouth."

Feeling the touch, Kendrick gained his consciousness and opened his mouth.

It took Natalie at least five minutes to feed him the anti-fever medicine.

Natalie returned to bed and turned off the lights, but now she was not sleepy anymore.

Five minutes later, she touched his forehead and found his fever was gone.

In fact, Natalie hadn't taken care of anyone like this before. This work was what nurses did.

The pain in the wound made Kendrick sleep badly. He was being troubled by nightmares and

murmuring.

But Natalie couldn't hear his words clearly.

Natalie guessed that he was affected by what had happened on the day and dreamed of something

bad.

She carefully hugged him, gently patting his face and saying, "Kendrick, are you having a nightmare?"

Natalie thought she heard Kendrick give a snort.

Natalie held him in her arms, patted his back and whispered in his ears, "It's okay. Don't be afraid, I'm

here."

Kendrick gradually quieted down. Then Natalie felt a hand around her waist.

Kendrick got deeper into her arms and pressed his face against hers, seeming to feel secure.

Natalie dared not move, given his injuries.

After a long while, Natalie was going to let go of him to sleep.

Suddenly, Natalie felt cold and found her pajamas were lifted up.