Shi Qian quickly propped the wheelchair up and steadied Fu Sinian's legs.
"Young Master Fu, why were you so careless? You're not injured, are you?"
"It's late and you're not sleeping. Can't you say something important in the morning?" Fu Sinian asked.
"Were you going to open the door for me? Is that why you accidentally fell?"
"Yes!"
"But the door wasn't locked. You let me in, so I came in."
"I don't remember leaving the door unlocked."
Shi Qian looked at his sorry state and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Young Master Fu. Shall I help you up?"
Fu Sinian wanted to stand up himself and push himself up to try. It didn't work.
Shi Qian wanted to support Fu Sinian and give him some strength, but he sat on the ground.
"Young Master Fu, there's no hurry. If you can't do anything, just rest for a while."
Fu Sinian nodded.
