Chapter 190

Seeing how Tyler was not moving, Vicky looked at him. "What is it?"

"You're upset."

She scowled. "Am I supposed to be happy about the fact that my husband is injured and bed-bound?"

"You know that's not what I'm referring to."

"People don't always get what they want. It's fine." She remained composed. "Open up. My hand is getting sore."

He stared at her intently for a while before finally taking a sip.

After dinner, Vicky called the doctor over to ask about Tyler's condition before relaxing.

Later during the night when Vicky was about to drift off to sleep, Tyler blurted out, saying, "I want to take a shower."

"No way," she rejected his request instantly. "You can't come into contact with water."

Not only was he forbidden to take a shower, but even getting out of bed would risk ripping his wounds as well.

He scowled. "I can't sleep without taking a shower."

He would always shower before sleep.

"If you can't sleep, I'll get the doctor to inject sleep-inducing medication into