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.

mumbled a lot of words under

"Yes, I'm here."

words, Whitney finally loosened her grip and

felt a pang of guilt and said, "Dr. Mervin, she's just delirious

"Let me check her

his assessment. Once he pulled his hand away, I couldn't hold back and

cold is merely a symptom. Her emotional pain

need to bring the fever

preparing the medication and IV

the infusion will take at least four hours. It's late, you should get

awake all night, and I'm not in the

"Okay."

in Damian and he's here,

is important, but I also need to protect

keep pretending

I'll leave it to

there's no need

to our room. I didn't resist, and the overwhelming fatigue

morning, my thoughts immediately going to Whitney. I

still asleep, and when I touched her

Dr. Mervin's voice called

it's still warm. Is her fever

body is quite 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

stepped in to block his view,

"Alright."

and noticed there was still a slight fever, though much

Mervin, you mentioned last night that she has some stagnation in

ways to be more positive. Second, she has a deficiency of energy and blood, so we'll treat that with the right medicine."

course, Mrs.

have your breakfast. I'll stay with Ms. Sander. You don't need to worry as a doctor,

a patient."

perceptive remark about my previous discomfort with gender matters made

trust

thermometer to the medical kit and began preparing

I noticed him reaching out to check Whitney's forehead once more, then gently adjusting her

he did