Hearing those words, Shi Yao didn't hesitate at all. She threw down the bedsheet and blanket and ran into the washroom.
"What's Wrong?"
As those words fell from her lips, Shi Yao saw the toothpaste on the floor and Lin Jiage biting on the handle of his toothbrush.
Shi Yao stared at such a funny and bizarre scene for a few seconds before she finally realized that Lin Jiage was unable to move his right hand, so he could only squeeze the toothpaste with his left hand. Thus, he bit the toothbrush into his mouth and fixed it..
Shi Yao walked up to him, bent down, and picked up the toothpaste. At the same time, she took a few tissues from the side and wiped the toothpaste off the floor. After which, she took the toothbrush from Lin Jiage's lips, squeezed the toothpaste for him, and rinsed his mouth with mouthwash, after confirming that he could take care of the rest with one hand, she returned to the bedroom and helped him put on the bedsheet and blanket.