Chapter 740

　　Third person's POV 　　Drip. 　　A drop of red liquid fell onto the white bedsheet. Tabitha's face paled. Had Derek's wound reopened? 　　No, if it had, the blood would've come from his back, not the front. 　　She looked up and saw a trail of red under Derek's nose. 　　"Why are you bleeding?" 　　She quickly grabbed tissues to wipe it away. Derek cleared his throat. "It's… dry in here." 　　"I'll ask Rolf to bring a humidifier later." 　　"Mm." Derek avoided her gaze, his ears turning red. 　　Tabitha efficiently changed his bandages. As the sky darkened, she grabbed her change of clothes. "I'm going to shower. Call me if you need anything." 　　She took a quick shower, rushing through it out of concern for Derek. She didn't even dry off completely, water droplets still clinging to her skin. 　　When she opened the bathroom door, she found Derek staring at her. "Tabitha, I want to shower too." 　　It suddenly hit her: Derek hadn't showered in three days. 　　She'd been wiping his hands and feet with a towel