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.

doctor said, “I have already prescribed a fever-reducing injection, and I will give him another infusion. If the fever still does not

prescribe him

long as Mr. Wood drinks it, he will vomit. This trash can has been changed several times, and he vomits every time he drinks it.”

Ma’am, Mr. Wood has been calling your name all night, and it just

to disturb you in the middle of the

been calling

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

“I see, I’ll stay here with him tonight.”

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

could she have such great ability?

deeply concerned

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

be great if Mr. Wood could

the doctor

drink some powdered medicine, and he could not swallow

began to whisper again. His brows were slightly wrinkled, with

lifted the quilt again, and his

Gale sighed.

really