Don't Refute

Only then did Adrienne realize that Jefferson had cold sweat all over his forehead. His face and lips were pale with color, which made her heart hurt so much that she almost couldn't breathe. She commented, "It must have been excruciating... I'll get you some glucose." "No!" Jefferson smiled as he noticed the tears in the corner of her eyes. He raised his hand and rubbed her head. "Little Specky, I'm really fine. Don't..." Before he could finish his words, Adrienne interrupted him, "Although the wounds have been bandaged, you have lost too much blood, so you shouldn't move around. Please lie down and I'll ask the doctor about your situation." However, as soon as Adrienne stood up, Jefferson reached out and pulled her back. "Why are you crying?" She had just told him to lie down, but he had sat up again. Adrienne was afraid that he would tear his wound, therefore she did not dare to struggle. "I told you to lie down and not move, didn't you hear me?" Jefferson did not care about his inj