On the phone, after hearing what Sharon Allyson said, the private doctor spoke out, "Mrs.Proctor, this is mainly because of the wound infection inflammation.It aggravated the cold.

Do not worry.

As long as the inflammation goes down, basically there is no problem."

Sharon Allyson frowned, "Are you sure you he doesn't need to go to the hospital?"

"There's no need.But the medicine must be taken on time."

"He took them yesterday at noon and at night."

"This is strange.Theoretically, the situation should improve."

After a pause, he added, "Mrs.Proctor, have you changed the medication this morning?"

"...Not yet."

"Then please change it for Mr.Proctor again, and take another course of medicine afterwards, and if it's still like this in a couple of hours, I'll come over"

Sharon Allyson exhaled, "Okay, I got it."

After hanging up the phone, Sharon Allyson saw no sign of Jameson Proctor waking up, so she went out to make some porridge.

After picking up the water and putting it on the stove, she washed the sheets she had thrown in the washing machine yesterday, tidied up the living room, and when she was throwing out the trash, she caught a glimpse of some pills in the trash.

Sharon Allyson put the towel in her hand, squatted in front of the trash can, picked up the pills inside one by one, and went to get the pills the doctor prescribed for Jameson Proctor yesterday for comparison.

Sure enough, they were exactly the same.

Sharon Allyson's brow jumped and her fist clenched.

Long before Sharon Allyson called the doctor, Jameson Proctor woke up, opened his eyes and lay in bed for a while, heard the bedroom door being pushed open again and he immediately closed his eyes.

Sharon Allyson took the medical kit and sat down on the edge of the bed, took a small pair of scissors and slowly cut the gauze wrapped around his arm, gently and carefully changing his medicine.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came and Jameson Proctor grunted.

Sharon Allyson spoke slowly, "Awake?"

Jameson Proctor opened his eyes and looked at her, "What are you doing?"

"Changing your medicine."

Sharon Allyson unhurriedly loosened the gauze she had just tightened, "I see that your wound is quite inflamed, so I'll try to attack the poison with poison.Maybe it'll work."

teeth and said in a deep voice, "What

you don't want this arm

Jameson Proctor, "..."

looked at the wound and no blood was seeping out.She continued to wrap the gauze around it again, tied

Proctor slowly sat up and raised his hand to rub

short while, Sharon Allyson came in with the porridge, put it on the bedside table and

and when he didn't hear the door close, he walked out with the tray in

the dining room, Sharon Allyson was

tray on the table and sat across from

Allyson didn't even look up, "Thanks to you, I have

and his thin lips curled

his left hand, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and looked at her, "Did you go to

"Yes “

did the doctor

to get ready to die if I won't take my

Jameson Proctor, "...?"

at the trash can not far away

Crap.

and looked down to

Proctor was in the wrong, so he

was

washed her own bowl, got water and sat on the couch to take her

of water and sat next to her, and took out the medicine

his near identical actions and turned her

watchful eye, threw the medicine into his mouth and tilted his head back to drink

medicine, Jameson Proctor turned his head,

Allyson grunted softly, withdrew her eyes, and took her own

heavier, and the sky was dark with little light.It was a good

a little sleepy, and after a while, Sharon

of the bathroom and saw the scene, and a smile appeared in his

down on his knees, and

There was no response.

reached out and pinched

she tried to swat his

her into the bedroom, and put her

of the cold medicine, Sharon Allyson slept soundly and did not

lay down next to her

habitually wrapped her arms around his waist, rubbed herself against his chest, and found

her forehead

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