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.

it, the family doctor said, “I have already prescribed a fever-reducing injection, and I will give him another infusion. If the fever still does not subside tonight, he will have to go to the

can prescribe him some medicine,” Gale

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

Wood has been calling your name all

to disturb you in the middle of the night. I thought, if you stay here with Mr. Wood, if he can sense

calling her

wonder the housekeeper said that Shawn’s heart had

see, I’ll stay here with

thank you so much! With you here, Mr. Wood will definitely get better

she have

just deeply concerned about her.

prescribe the medicine again. I’ll feed him,”

be great if Mr. Wood

housekeeper accompanied the doctor to get the medicine.

drink some

began to whisper again. His brows were

and his clothes were soaked with

Gale sighed.

really annoying.