Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 477 Sick

"Whitney, you can't sleep like this, you're soaked through."

I gently touched her head and realized her forehead was burning. How foolish she was, so consumed by love.

Since I'm pregnant too, I couldn't act too hastily. I called for a maid to help clean her up and change the sheets.

By the time the family doctor arrived, Whitney was feverish and delirious.

Her usual pale complexion had turned bright red.

"Who are you?" I asked, staring at the unfamiliar face. It wasn't Dr. Laurence. He appeared to be in his thirties, with an unremarkable face.

Given my past experiences, I've become wary whenever I see unfamiliar faces. Carter's voice interrupted my thoughts, "He's Dr. Mervin. Don't worry, he's one of us." His reassurance eased my worries, and I went on to explain Whitney's condition to him. "She must have caught a cold from being out in the rain. The fever is quite high."

He took out a thermometer, but I insisted, "I'll do it."

"Alright, I'll check her pulse. It could be more than just a cold."

"Dr. Mervin, are you a holistic doctor at such a young age?"

"Yes, I've learned a little."

People these days are becoming more humble, especially when holistic medicine is becoming more popular, even in a world dominated by modern medicine.

I hurried to get him a chair, and as soon as his fingers met Whitney's pulse, she suddenly grabbed his wrist in her delirium.

Before any of us could respond, she sat up and clung to Dr. Mervin.

I opened my mouth to say something, but he motioned for me to be quiet.

It hit me that Whitney's condition wasn't just a fever, but also a psychological issue. I quickly kept quiet, not wanting to interrupt. Whitney's fever was raging, and she squeezed her eyes shut, clinging to Dr. Mervin's neck as tears streamed down her face.

"Taylor, I knew you weren't gone," she whispered through sobs.

Seeing her like this, I couldn't help but sigh.

Love can be so painful. She could easily take the medication to move on, yet she chose to endure this suffering instead of letting go of the past.

Dr. Mervin didn't try to move her or intervene, simply allowing her to release her emotions.

lot of

"Yes, I'm here."

words, Whitney finally loosened her

guilt and said, "Dr. Mervin,

nodded, "Let me check her

pulled his hand away, I couldn't hold back and asked, "How

has built up stagnant energy from too much sorrow. The cold is merely a symptom. Her emotional pain requires treatment for the heart."

need to bring

the medication and

least four hours. It's late, you should get

look after her. You can't stay awake all night, and I'm not in the best position

"Okay."

has faith in Damian and he's here, I

also need to

pretending to

I'll

there's no

carried me back to our room. I didn't resist, and the overwhelming fatigue hit me. By the time we reached the room, I had already

the next morning, my thoughts immediately

asleep, and when I touched her forehead,

Dr. Mervin's voice called from

it's still warm. Is her fever not going

weak, and the fever is coming back in cycles. We can't administer too much medication at once, so we need to proceed gradually. She'll

block

"Alright."

and noticed there was still a slight fever, though much

last night that she has some stagnation in her body.

find ways to be more positive. Second, she has a deficiency of energy and blood, so we'll treat that

course, Mrs.

breakfast. I'll stay with Ms. Sander. You don't need to worry as a doctor, I always follow medical ethics. To me,

a patient."

perceptive remark about my previous discomfort with gender matters made me feel

trust you, of

thermometer to the medical kit and began preparing the

before shutting the door, I noticed him reaching out to check

he did it