She saw her cousin walking over step by step with his cane. After walking for about a while, the person who had been very relaxed just now was a little on the verge of collapse. Even his forehead was covered in sweat.
Yu Youyao quickly went over and helped her cousin into the wheelchair. "Sit down and rest."
Then, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped her cousin's sweat. The handkerchief reached his nose. Suddenly, she realized that it was very inappropriate for her to do this, so she retracted her hand awkwardly.
Zhou Linghuai's smile deepened. He held her hand and pulled the handkerchief in her hand out bit by bit. "There's no need to trouble Cousin. I'll do it myself."
If Uncle Sun were here, he would definitely roll his eyes again and complain in his heart, 'She's almost done wiping my sweat. Isn't it a little too late to say that you'll do it yourself?'
