Baili Mu thought for a moment and felt that Jing Sitian made sense. Preparing crutches indeed takes time, and he might wet himself by the time they're ready.
Because in the past, he had been schemed against by a little nurse over the toilet issue, Prince Mu was quite resistant. Later, when he needed to use the restroom, he entrusted his bodyguard, Tang En, with the task.
But right now, Tang En was not around.
So he had no choice but to use Jing Sitian.
Before getting out of bed, Baili Mu put forward a few requirements, "You don't need to reach out; I just need to rest my arm on your shoulder for support. If I find you move your hands during the process, it's the same as all those nurses before. Understand?"
Jing Sitian wanted to curse, thinking what a weirdo.
But she still nodded obediently, "Understood."
Then, like a wooden stake, she stood at the bedside, with her hands tightly behind her back.
