Chapter 488 - Feed Him

Eliot didn't say anything but took a deep breath.

It was no more than a week since he became conscious again, realized that his leg might have sequelae, and saw the news of Maury's death on TV during rehabilitation. However, those fragments seemed to take roots in his mind and lingered on.

He could picture Emily kneeling there and people in black coming and going with chrysanthemums in their hands.

Eliot felt extremely guilty for not being there with her when she was faced with this situation. If he hadn't got injured, he was supposed to deal with everything for her.

However, all he could do was lie on the hospital bed because of his fucking legs! He cursed his legs. On the other hand, he prayed for his legs to enable him to stand up again.

He felt like a failure. After leaving the Britt family, he was like a stray dog living on Emily's charity and Sydnee's care. Even the doctors who came to treat him were sent by Emily.

Moreover, he had cost her such a large amount of medical fares, that he felt ashamed for himself.

Sydnee came at night. She was a little busy during the day, so she could only come after dinner and brought some food to the hospital for Eliot and Lynn.

Eliot was reading a book while the nurse was massaging his legs. And Lynn was putting her SIM card into the new phone that Harold had delivered to her.

"Your new phone?" Sydnee placed the food on the table and walked over, "Give me your number."

Lynn handed her phone over, "I don't know yet. It's a new SIM card. Call yourself with my phone so that we can know."

Sydnee dialed her own number and then dialed Eliot's.

Lynn asked, "Whose number is this?"

Sydnee didn't even raise her head, "Eliot's."

Eliot looked over here on hearing this.

Lynn was a little surprised, "Did you memorize his number?"

"Yeah, his number is quite easy to remember." Sydnee smiled and said, "So is your new number. I can memorize it by tomorrow."

"The number I dialed is power off." Lynn turned around and looked at Eliot, "Eliot, did you shut your phone off?"

Eliot reached under his pillow and took out his broken phone, "It's broken."

Sydnee walked over and said, "I can take it to get repaired."

Eliot refused, "Don't bother." But Sydnee had already reached out to take the phone, so they inevitably touched each other's hand.

Eliot looked at her while Sydnee took away his phone and began to look into it without showing any sign of embarrassment or uneasiness at all.

"Here's your dinner, you can eat now." Sydnee put his phone into her pocket, then opened the lunch box on the table, unfolded the dining table, placed the food on it, and poured out a bowl of soup for Eliot.

Eliot can't move easily, so he couldn't sit up to eat. He needed someone to feed him.

Usually, Lynn would do that. They were relatives, so there was nothing embarrassing about it. Sydnee would normally leave after delivering food. But today, she stayed.

When Sydnee saw that Lynn was about to feed Eliot, she thought for a moment and said, "You can go and have your dinner. I'll feed him."

Eliot raised his eyebrows slightly but didn't turn down her proposal.

Lynn handed the bowl to Sydnee, and took another bowl to eat, sitting on another hospital bed

Because it was not convenient for Eliot to go to the toilet, so his diet was mainly fluid which was either porridge or vegetables. He could eat meat only in small pieces. And he could not eat spicy food, seafood, or too oily food. As a result, he had lost a lot of weight since he was hospitalized over a month ago.

Today, Sydnee took him congee with minced pork and preserved egg which was not very salty. In the congee, diced meat and mushrooms were sliced very thin. The porridge was cooked so carefully that the rice melted with the preserved eggs, providing a glutinous taste.

Eliot's left arm was fractured. Although he had recovered a lot, the doctor suggested that he'd better stay in bed to recuperate. And he couldn't overuse his uninjured right arm. For example, he could not raise his right hand to reach for places that were too high, because he had a wound on the back of his neck. If he raised his hand above, the wound would hurt.

Sydnee fed him the porridge slowly. It had been taken out for a while, so it was not very hot. She habitually blew before feeding him every spoonful of porridge. Eliot lowered his eyes and opened his mouth to eat.

He became so skinny and haggard. He used to be optimistic and confident, but now he felt so desperate for his disabled legs.

Eliot ignored everyone, including the doctors when he just came back from unconsciousness.

However tough and fearless he was, he couldn't easily accept the fact that he would be paralyzed for an accident in his twenties, when he was working hard to develop his career.

On the one hand, he would regret going to Town South. If he hadn't gone there, he might not be caught in this situation. On the other hand, he would think that maybe it was all doomed. But at the same time, he would deeply hate himself for thinking this way.

Sydnee saw Eliot's inner struggle, but she didn't know how to comfort him. She also regretted going away at that time. If she had been there, things might have turned out differently.

But there were no ifs.

"You don't have to come here anymore now that there are nurses." Eliot's gazed at the book and said without looking at her after finishing eating.

After a long while, Sydnee finally realized that he was talking to her.

Lynn sensed the subtle atmosphere in the ward, so she hurriedly left. She had thought that Eliot and Sydnee were in love with each other. However, when she arrived here, she discovered that there was no romantic relationship between them at all. They were merely friends.

"Alright," Sydnee nodded. She reached in her pocket and said, "I'll send your phone back once it was fixed."

Eliot pursed his lips and said nothing.

Sydnee was actually upset. A sense of grievance and anger suddenly seized her when she heard what he said. She didn't know how to explain this feeling. She fixed her eyes on Eliot for a while and said, "You don't have to behave this way, Eliot."

She didn't even know why she said so herself, but she knew that Eliot would definitely understand.

"Same for you." Eliot looked up at her as if he was to look into her heart.

Sydnee didn't know how to respond and remained silent for a while.

Eliot said, "I have a special feeling for you. I don't know if it will become affection in the future. But it's highly possible if you keep showing me your kindness and care."

Sydnee was lost for words.

Sydnee wanted to refute but didn't know what to say.

She had faintly realized Eliot's feeling for her when they went to Town South. Eliot would drink with her cup and gave her meat when eating. He would even tuck her in at night, etc.

But she was not ready for another romantic relationship. She was actually a coward who was frightened by her previous experience with Marquise and Rey. Even though she knew that Eliot was a very good man, she was still afraid to step into a romantic relationship. Compared with her faint love for Eliot, she cherished her friendship with Emily more. She knew too well about the consequences of a failing relationship.

She did not want to risk becoming a stranger to Emily and Eliot. Therefore, she simply wanted to continue to be their close friends with whom they can share their inner feelings.

She didn't know how to explain this to Eliot. It sounded like nothing but a euphemistic rejection.

She thought a lot but only said, "I see."

Sydnee packed up the lunchboxes and came out when she received a phone call from Harold.

"Emily asked if you can take Lynn to the tea house tomorrow."

"Okay." She replied.

Harold asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," Sydnee said. But Harold could still judge from her voice that something was wrong. She hurriedly added, "I'm just a little tired."

"Then I'll get the driver to drive you there tomorrow," Harold said.

"Don't bother. I'll be fine after I get some sleep." Sydnee smiled.

"Alright."

Harold hung up and reported it to Emily.