Hearing Nan Yu's words, Huo Juanyan felt an inexplicable surge of strength, and his weak hands gained the support they needed.
Leveraging Nan Yu's hands, he moved from the bed to the wheelchair.
Nan Yu took a light breath, then placed her hands on the wheelchair, pushing him into the bathroom.
The white bathtub was filled with a dark brown herbal bath, steaming with wisps of white mist.
Nan Yu stopped the wheelchair, turned around to face Huo Juanyan, and extended her hand to him.
"Family Head Huo, let me help you."
Huo Juanyan, gazing into the haze of steam around Nan Yu, swallowed hard, his voice hoarse as he spoke again.
"Nan Yu, you can leave now. I've got strength, I can do it myself."
Nan Yu wanted to say more, but meeting Huo Juanyan's irrefutable gaze, she pursed her lips and said, "Okay, give it a try. If you need me, just call."
She stood upright and left the bathroom.
