Amelia Cobb had never encountered such a situation in both her lifetimes, and at this moment, Christopher Robinson was lying in bed, looking at her with a pitiful expression.
The man was so weak from his fever that he probably didn't have the strength to even get up.
"Can you get up by yourself?"
Christopher Robinson sighed, "I don't have the strength."
Amelia tried to hold back her frustration but eventually couldn't help saying, "If you don't have the strength to get up, how do you have the strength to pee?"
Christopher's muddled mind became slightly clearer at Amelia's crude words.
His feverish, red eyes looked at her with a hint of doubt.
In her previous life, when Amelia was with Henry Wood, they spent more time apart than together. They had never experienced taking care of each other when sick. It was normal for her to not know how to care for someone else.
