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."

in a

you don't want this arm anyway, so it's

Jameson Proctor, "..."

seeping out.She continued to wrap the gauze around it

slowly sat up and raised his hand to

Allyson came in with the porridge, put

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

room, Sharon Allyson

tray on the table and sat across from her,

"Thanks to you, I

and his thin lips curled

spoon in his left hand, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and looked at her, "Did

"Yes “

did the

to get ready to die if I

Jameson Proctor, "...?"

over at the trash can not far away and raised his hand to

Crap.

ignored him and looked down

wrong,

meal was a

got water and sat on the couch

brought a glass of water and sat next to her, and took

near identical actions and

and under her watchful eye, threw the medicine into his

the medicine, Jameson Proctor turned his head, "What are you looking at

grunted softly, withdrew her eyes, and took her own

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

and after a while,

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

to her, knelt down on his knees, and whispered,

There was no response.

out and

tried to swat his

carried her into the

slept soundly and did not wake up during the

lay down next to her and pulled the person gently into

habitually wrapped her arms around his waist, rubbed herself against his chest, and found a more comfortable position

her forehead and closed his

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