The Charming Ex-Wife

The Charming Ex–Wife

Chapter 488 Yielding When Necessary

Lysander didn’t respond. It was unclear whether she was unable to speak or if her consciousness was blurring. She closed her eyes and slowly rested her head against the leather chair behind her, maintaining her silence in a position far more comfortable than leaning over the coffee table.

This position brought her even closer to Josiah than before.

Just like the previous night, Josiah could smell the faint fragrance of Lysander’s hair. His furrowed brows relaxed, and he said with a hint of urgency, “You’re already suffering from such high fever, yet you’re still focused on others‘ matters. You should focus more on yourself and less on others.”

Lysander heard those words in a state of semi–consciousness. Instinctively, she wanted to retort, but her body reacted before her mind could, leading her back into a hazy slumber.

She slept much more deeply than she had before.

When Lysander regained consciousness, she found herself lying in a hospital bed.

Everywhere she looked was a stark white, even her own hand resting on the blanket was similarly pale.

Seeing the situation, the nurse who was using an alcohol swab to clean Lysander’s hand quickly whispered, “The patient has woken up.”

In the next moment, Josiah, who had been standing behind the IV pole, took a step forward to the bedside. He looked at Lysander, whose face was as pale as a sheet. Complicated emotions swirled within his eyes.

There was worry and blame, but above all, he was observing, wanting to see how she was doing.

Lysander was bewildered when she woke up. Just as she was about to speak, a sharp pain shot through the back of her hand.

She was familiar with that sensation, figuring it was likely the nurse administering an injection to her.

Josiah noticed the subtle changes in her expression. He slowly said, “Don’t move.”

Once Lysander realized that she was getting an injection, she naturally cooperated obediently.

In the next moment, a hint of displeasure could be heard in Josiah’s voice as he questioned, “What’s going on? This is already the second attempt.”

The nurse was also frantic, her forehead covered in sweat. “Her veins are too thin. It’s hard to locate them.”

With a menacing figure like Josiah looming nearby, the nurse was under immense pressure. Coupled with the continued difficulty in locating a vein, the young nurse became somewhat flustered.

“What medication are you injecting?” Lysander asked.

The nurse said, “Clindamycin. It’s for inflammation.”

“Do I have pneumonia?”

Lysander’s response, the nurse knew Lysander was familiar with the medication and immediately responded,

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condition was almost as Lysander had predicted.

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certain that her fever indicated an inflammation, Considering the severity of her sore throat from

did she know,

asked. “Is

A few days of intravenous treatment should do the trick. If you combine it with

calmed down by then. “So, you’re also in the medical field?”

specialize in

said. “I initially wanted to give you Cephalexin, but you were asleep, and I couldn’t ask if you were allergic. Your husband didn’t allow us to conduct a skin test, so we had to resort to using Clindamycin

to Cephalexin, so you

the doctor to change

need. You can administer this at the

“All right.”

something and quickly

moment. “But he

was just helping

“Oh, I see.”

Josiah said grumpily. “Did the needle go in or not?”

young nurse was somewhat troubled. “Perhaps we should try the

to

reluctant to change.

the moment, the young nurse was tending to her left hand, leaving her free to use her right hand to eat and

several times. She then used

her fingertips against the back of her hand to locate the vein. She showed it to the young nurse and said, “Here,

to locate the vein and inserted the needle in one swift motion. She secured it

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“Okay. Thank you.”

It’s my

own hand, Josiah furrowed his brows. “You really don’t

said, “As long as the

advised Josiah, “The patient’s fever hasn’t subsided yet. You need to record her temperature every hour. Oh, and she’s somewhat dehydrated, so remember to keep

Josiah took the precautions to heart, making a serious mental note of them. He then nodded in gratitude toward

nurse offered a kind smile. “It’s all right.

bed, gazing

her to the hospital. Her fever had been so high at the time that she’d lost all

private suite available. Once the nurse left, it was just the two of them, locked in a silent standoff.

on the blanket, and touched her forehead. Indeed, she was still