Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Chapter 870

“Where’s Shawn?”

“Inside, go in and have a look.”

The master bedroom was very quiet. Only one lamp was turned on, and Shawn coughed from

time to time.

The family doctor stood by, dispensing medicines and preparing infusions.

There were several trash cans next to the bed.

Gale walked to the bedside.

Under the dim light, Shawn’s complexion was extremely gloomy. His eyes were closed, his lips were ***, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

“Cold, cold…” he murmured unconsciously.

“Cold?” Gale subconsciously tucked the quilt up for him, then looked at the housekeeper. “Add another quilt and turn up the temperature.”

“It’s useless, ma’am. Mr. Wood will be hot again later.”

“Is that so?”

Gale frowned tightly.

a fever-reducing injection, and I will give him another infusion. If the fever still does not subside tonight,

medicine work? Doctor, you can prescribe him some medicine,”

the doctor could answer, the housekeeper shook his head. “It’s useless, whether it’s traditional or western medicine, as long as Mr. Wood drinks it, he will vomit. This trash can has been changed several times, and he vomits every time he drinks

calling your name all night, and it just

middle of the night. I thought, if you stay

had been calling her name?

the housekeeper said that Shawn’s heart had been hurting and needed her to

see, I’ll stay here with him

so much! With you here, Mr. Wood will definitely get better soon!” the

could she have

just deeply

prescribe the medicine again.

Mr. Wood

doctor to get the

situation, he could only drink some powdered

to whisper again. His brows were

lifted the quilt again, and his

Gale sighed.

really