Avery got down from the bed.

The doctor saw her get down and said in surprise, "Miss Tate, what are you doing?"

"I want to grab something." She walked over to the luggage and bent down.

"Miss Tate, your abdomen is hurt! Don't bend down. What do you want, I'll help you get it." The doctor quickly placed his medicine down and helped Avery up.

Avery said, "Please help me open the bag. There is a white shirt inside. Please help me get it."

The doctor immediately opened the bag. The man's shirt was placed in a prominent place. The doctor picked up the shirt and asked, "Is this the one?"

"Yes." Avery took the shirt and returned to bed, sitting down.

"Miss Tate, this shirt is a little dirty." The doctor looked at the shirt and said, "Can't you wash off the dirt on it?"

"I'm not washing it." Avery hugged the shirt with a serious expression.

The doctor did not dare to say anything. He merely concocted the medicine, gave Avery an injection, and came out of the bedroom.

"Miss Tate is h