Chapter 841

"Godmother?" When Sam saw her standing still and saying nothing, he shook her arm. "What do we do next?" "Hmm?" Olivia snapped back to herself and looked blankly at him. It took a while for it to dawn on her before she said, "Oh, can you help me get him on the bed? I'll hold his head while you lift his legs." "Yeah, no problem." Olivia casually threw a towel over John and put her hands under his arms to lift him out of the bathtub. Sam ran into the bathtub and lifted his legs. Therefore, the adult and child lifted John to the bedside with some difficulty. Olivia was weak to begin with, and the lack of food made her weaker. "Sam, I'll count one to three, and we'll throw him onto the bed." "Okay, Godmother." Olivia took a deep breath and shouted with the last of her strength. "1... 2... 3..." When she called out the last digit, they threw John onto the bed with all their might. They tossed him so rudely that the man, who had fallen asleep, could not help but murmur in pain.