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.

said, “I have already prescribed a fever-reducing injection, and I will give him another infusion. If

prescribe

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

Wood has been calling your name all night, and it just stopped now.”

you over. Otherwise, I’m too embarrassed to disturb you in the middle of the night. I thought, if you stay here with Mr. Wood, if he can sense it, maybe he will be

been calling her

housekeeper said that Shawn’s heart had been hurting and needed her to treat it.

I’ll stay here

Wood will definitely get better

have such

just deeply concerned about her.

again. I’ll feed him,”

It would be great if Mr. Wood could

accompanied the doctor to get

could only drink some powdered medicine, and

began to whisper again. His brows were

and his clothes were

Gale sighed.

really