This room was primarily used for treating patients.

Placing the man on the bed, Brian was panting, perspiration lining his brow.

Calvert began assessing the man's pulse while Rosalynn led Brian out of the room.

“Brian, Grandpa wants us to stay here tonight. You're drenched in sweat. Go freshen up."

Upon hearing this, Brian furrowed his brows but didn't protest.

He simply asked, "Do you have any clothes I could change into?"

Rosalynn responded, “Yes, I've arranged some clothes for you. I purchased them for Grandpa, but he never wore them, so you can use them.”

Wear Calvert's clothes?

Brian raised an eyebrow.

“Are you sure they'll fit?"

He was both taller and broader than Calvert.

“I believe so, although they might be a tad tight."

Rosalynn made an apologetic gesture.

Watching her adorable expression, Brian playfully pinched her cheek.

“Darling, take note of my sacrifice."

He was stooping down to her level only out of necessity.

She needed to appreciate his magnanimity and not get distracted by other men.

“Of course." Rosalynn smiled and guided him upstairs.

After starting the shower and placing the fresh clothes and towels on the vanity, she instructed, "Brian, take your shower. I'LL head out."

“You got dirty too. Why not join me?"

Brian unbuttoned his shirt and gave her a sly grin.

“Stop that. Go on now," Rosalynn chided sweetly, then exited the bathroom, changed into clean clothes, and headed downstairs.