Sam Brown stared at Nancy Moore, with a surprise in his eyebrows. She was obviously a weak woman, but still acted strong under this circumstance, considering her identity and face.

At that moment, an urge to protect her rose in his heart. He wanted to help her hold what she treasured, whether it was her face or self-esteem.

"I will help you deal with the wound first. And then you can change clothes to the hospital." Sam Brown used his utmost patience, gently helped her to get down on the sofa, then went into the kitchen, and found the medicine box under the guidance of Nancy Moore.

Sam Brown solemnly took out scissors, disinfectant, tweezers and gauze, and whispered, "Sister, it will hurt a little!"

"Okay." Nancy Moore answered.

Sam Brown gently cut her bottoming shirt with scissors, and cut off the shoulder straps of her underwear. Her back was already blurred, and he could not help taking a breath.

When washing the wound with disinfectant water, Nancy Moore's whole body was shaking and her forehead was covered by sweat, but she bit her lips tightly and didn't say anything.

"There are several large wounds that need to be treated in the hospital. I will help you go back to the room to change clothes." Sam Brown said in a deep voice.

"Little Earthworm, I'm sorry. I promised you to buy you a dinner, but it turned out like this." Nancy Moore apologized.

Sam Brown's eyes narrowed, and his expression was unpredictable, "You owe me first. Just make it up later."

"Deal." Nancy Moore stood up slowly with the help of Sam Brown.

She didn't dare to take big steps. Every time she moved, her back hurt painfully.

Nancy Moore's whole body all rested on Sam Brown. Her soft body rested in his arms. His body shook slightly, and the whole body's muscles could not help tightening.

As soon as they walked to the door of the cloakroom, something fell out of Nancy Moore's clothes and landed on her feet.

Sam Brown looked down and saw a woman's underwear. He had just treated Nancy Moore's back wound and cut off the underwear's shoulder strap. At this moment, it fell out of the clothes.

Nancy Moore took over the company for more than three years and had experienced everything. But it was still awkward right now.

"Sister, the underwear was cut by me, and I'll buy you a new one the other day." Sam Brown's ears felt hot and red, and he was about to bend over to pick it up. Nancy Moore immediately lifted her feet and kicked to the side. She said calmly. "No, I still have a lot in my closet."

She wore a white bottoming shirt. And when her breasts fell off, the scene was quite attractive.

Sam Brown gave only a brief glance and felt shortness of breath. The atmosphere suddenly fell into a deadlock.

Nancy Moore pretended to be calm and moved into the cloakroom naturally. Sam Brown lowered his head to the side and did not squint, helping her sit down on the chair.

He found a loose vintage-print dress in the closet that would not go away even without underwear.

"Sister, can I help you? I promise not to peep!" Sam Brown lowered his eyes, his voice trembling slightly.

"Okay!" Nancy Moore had no choice at this moment. She didn't dare to lift her arms. Any movement would tear the back wound.

Sam Brown was June Taylor's brother, which meant that he was her brother. There was nothing to be shy about.

Nancy Moore was facing the wall, and Sam Brown stood behind her, using scissors to cut off the white undershirt on her body, trying not to touch her wound, and scraping off her clothes.

Sam Brown looked at Nancy Moore's naked back, her round shoulders, and white arms. Although her back was injured, he still saw a beautiful pair of butterfly bones.

Nancy Moore's arms hung down naturally, Sam Brown took the skirt, putting the dress for her from her head with his hands trembling.

The outer layer of the long skirt was down, but the lining of the skirt all covered Nancy Moore's face.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I have never helped people get dressed. I will help you organize them right away!" Sam Brown reached into the dress by mistake, trying to take down the lining of the skirt. But his big hand accidentally touched her delicate skin.