Aren't You Distressed And Sad?

James had changed into his hospital gown. He lay on the bed with depression and looked so weak. Elizabeth sat in a chair aside and looked at James who didn't want to talk to her at all, feeling disturbed and worried. "James... how do you feel now?" James turned his head arrogantly and ignored her! "Sorry, I didn't know it would be like this..." Elizabeth rubbed her hands, "It's all my fault." James thought, "It's nice that you know it!" Seeing that he still didn't speak, Elizabeth sighed helplessly, "Don't be angry. How are your injuries?" Hearing that she kept asking him, James, who originally wanted to be indifferent all the time, felt guilty. He coughed softly, sighed, and said sadly, "It hurts!"   He felt so painful. There was a swelling on his head and his back was covered with gauze. Moreover, his butt... He was really annoyed!  "I'm sorry. Don't be mad." "Humph!" James didn't look at her, but snorted with a cold face, "Will you ask me to cook again?" Elizabeth pursed her lips an