The next morning, Estelle woke up from her coma. She sat up in bed, rubbed her head which was still a little swollen and dizzy, and moaned.
"What's wrong with me?"
Feeling her body weakened, she began to recall what happened before she fell into a coma.
Scenes of memory flooded into her mind, gradually clearing up her beautiful eyes that had been a little confused.
Soon, she realized what was wrong with her.
After Eros resurrected Erza, he suddenly fainted.
Thinking of Erza, Estelle quickly looked to her side, and sure enough, she saw Erza lying there quietly, sleeping peacefully like a porcelain doll.
Estelle's eyes gradually became gentle, and she reached out and stroked Erza's fair face.
Just then, the door was pushed open from the outside.
Estelle looked up and saw Eros standing at the door.
"Mom! You're awake." Looking at Estelle who had already woken up in bed, Eros asked a nonsense question.
Estelle smiled, nodded softly, and prepared to get up.
But because she felt weak all over, it was quite difficult for her to get up.
Eros hurried over and supported his mother.
Estelle leaned half of her body on her child and asked in a weak voice:
"What's wrong with me?"
"Your soul has been shaken, causing the connection with your body to become loose, making it difficult to control your body."
"But don't worry, this symptom won't last long and will disappear in a few days." Eros comforted his mother.
Estelle nodded, not quite understanding, holding her child's arm, and walked slowly and with difficulty towards the bathroom.
Seeing that his mother was so inconvenient to move, Eros bent down and picked her up by the waist.
"Let me do it!"
Caught off guard, Estelle screamed subconsciously.
Eros ignored his mother's exclamation and carried her directly to the dressing table in the bathroom.
After looking at herself in the mirror with messy hair, Estelle tidied her hair before reaching for the toothbrush.
But just as she was about to pick up the toothbrush to brush her teeth, her fingers were so weak that she couldn't even hold the toothbrush.
With a click, the toothbrush fell into the sink below.
Estelle felt quite embarrassed for making a fool of herself in front of her own child, and her cheeks flushed.
Eros reached out and picked up the toothbrush, squeezed the toothpaste, then took a cup, filled it with water, and handed it to his mother's mouth.
"Open your mouth!"
"I can do it myself!" Estelle wanted to maintain her image as a mother.
As she said this, she reached out to take the glass of water, but how could she hold a glass of water when she couldn't even hold a toothbrush steadily?
As expected, the cup slipped from her hand. Fortunately, Eros was prepared and reached out to catch the cup, preventing the water in the cup from spilling.
Estelle lowered her head in embarrassment. It was the first time Eros saw his mother like this. It made him feel novel and funny at the same time, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.
Listening to her child's laughter, Estelle scolded him in embarrassment:
"What are you laughing at?"
Eros quickly suppressed the smile on his face, fearing that his mother would get angry and embarrassed.
He coughed lightly and handed the cup of water to his mother again:
"Open your mouth!"
Estelle pursed her lips, and finally obediently opened her mouth to take a sip of water, then spit it out.
Then Eros handed the toothbrush to his mother's mouth and began to brush her teeth.
Estelle looked at Eros brushing her teeth in the mirror, and a look of tenderness appeared in her eyes.
This is how I brushed Eros and Undine's teeth when they were little.
Although these small things can be handed over to the maid, she still likes to do it herself.
In the blink of an eye, both of my children have grown up and can help their mother brush her teeth.
After carefully brushing his mother's teeth, Eros took a face towel and washed his mother's face.
However, his actions made Estelle quite dissatisfied.
It is well known that men rub their faces vigorously with a towel when washing, as if they want to rub off a layer of skin.
"Gently! Gently!" Estelle's somewhat unclear voice came from under the washcloth.
Eros said "oh" and restrained his strength, but as expected, Estelle's face was still rubbed red by her.
"How can you wash someone's face like this?" Estelle, who had endured the torture of washing her face, said to Eros in a reproachful tone.
Eros looked a little innocent, as he always washed his face like this.
Estelle was just complaining, not really blaming herself, Eros.
After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Estelle began to chase people away.
"Okay! Get out now! I need to take a shower."
With that, Estelle stood up with the help of the dressing table and prepared to look for a change of clothes.
Eros glanced at his mother, who could barely stand, and thought for a moment before saying:
"Let me call Evelyn to help you!"
Estelle did not refuse, because she knew in her heart that it would be difficult for her to take a bath by herself in her current condition.
Soon, Eros called Isabella over and gave her the instructions.
Half an hour later, Isabella helped Estelle, who was now dressed, out of the room.
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