Together

Simon had sweated a lot. Now that his temperature had dropped, his dirty clothes needed to be changed. He was burnt, and the skin on his limbs and back was damaged. Although Sean could hire the first-class caretaker, the best caretaker was himself. For Sean, he felt junjured same as Simon. Sean sat on the bedside, held Simon up with his arms, and said, "Daisy, take off his clothes. Please be careful." Daisy grew up with them, so she knew very well that Sean considered Simon as his another self. He loved Simon as much as he loved himself. The twins' lives were tied together from the moment they were born. "OK." She nodded and walked over to take off Simon's clothes. Simon's burns were serious. The doctor had applied ointments on him last night. After a night's high fever and sweating, all the clothes had stuck to his skin. Even a slight movement would tug at his fragile skin and cause bleeding. Sean frowned as soon as he saw the blood. He lost control of his emotions and shouted to Dais