You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 63

He carried her to his soft giant bed, gently laid her down, rested her white slender legs on his knees, took off the slippers on her feet for her, then helped her lie down and covered her with the quilt.

Not long after, Jamie soon arrived.

He brought the medical kit and after taking Joyce’s temperature and listening carefully to her lungs, he frowned, “The fever can be quite serious. Her breath sounds in her lungs are heavy with rales and there must be an

infection in the lungs. What did she do today?”

Luther returned, “She jumped into a canal today and saved a man from drowning.’

Then she went with him to the 704th Army Hospital, caught a cold, and did not change her clothes in time.
Finally, she went to the supermarket and made dinner when they came back. It had been a really long day.

He blamed himself for he failed to notice just how exhausted she must have been and let her do all the things.

Jamie removed the stethoscope from his ear, “No wonder, it’s choking pneumonia.

“Is it something serious?” Luther’s face changed.

“Not really. Only a small amount of water, and the water is relatively clean. The human respiratory tract has

to expel and absorb water. I give her an antibacterial and a

She should get better in a week or so. If

the morning, she will need to go to the hospital

injection from the medical kit, and

fallen asleep in a daze and felt a tingling in her arm as she drifted off. She frowned gently and fell back

medical kit, explained to Luther how she should take her medication, and finally asked, “Mister,

Luther nodded, “Yes.”

Physical cooling is more effective.” Jamie handed the medicine to

gets over 42 degrees or

After Jamie left.

to the head of the bed. He placed the ice packs on Joyce’s forehead and

all the time, felt the cool and refreshing sensation and

on the edge of the bed, looking at this usually cold and arrogant girl, who now showed all her delicateness to him. Her lips were a bit pale, her cheeks abnormally scarlet, and her long

a

help but stroke across her

was hard to imagine, how the hero in the day who could jump

and he was in a hurry, and now he had

scene deeply