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."

Proctor licked his teeth and said in a

don't want this arm anyway, so

Jameson Proctor, "..."

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

Proctor slowly sat up and raised his hand to rub his

with the porridge, put it on the

waited for a few seconds, and when he didn't hear the door close, he walked

room,

on the table and sat across from her, "Why didn't you

look up, "Thanks to you,

Proctor raised his eyebrows slightly, and his thin lips curled

up a spoonful of porridge, and looked at her, "Did you go to

"Yes “

did the

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

Jameson Proctor, "...?"

trash can not far away and raised his

Crap.

Allyson ignored him and looked down

wrong, so

meal was

water

water and sat next to her, and took out the

watched his near identical actions and turned her

threw the medicine into his mouth and tilted his head back to

turned his head, "What

withdrew her eyes, and took

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

little sleepy, and after a while, Sharon Allyson yawned

saw the scene, and a smile appeared

knelt down on his knees, and

There was no response.

Proctor reached out and pinched

as she tried to swat his hand away,

Proctor got up, carried her into the bedroom, and put her on

Sharon Allyson slept soundly and did not wake

next to her and pulled the person gently

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

Proctor kissed her forehead and closed his

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