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Lynnsey put down her pajamas and walked to the bathroom door. She knocked on the door and raised her voice, "Ray, are you okay?" "I... I'm okay." Ray's voice mixed with the sound of the shower came from inside the bathroom. From his voice, it was indeed nothing serious. Lynnsey folded over and walked away. At this moment, Ray was sitting on the floor of the bathroom, looking as miserable as can be. He had lived for twenty-six years and for the first time, he found bathing to be so difficult. Wasn't his leg injury already healed? Why did it start spasming as soon as it touched cold water? With his left leg spasming and the bathroom floor slippery, he ended up falling to the ground in a sorry state. A man standing eight feet tall falling in the bathroom, it was quite laughable...