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."

said in a deep voice, "What effect

awake, and besides, you don't want this arm anyway, so it's better to recycle

Jameson Proctor, "..."

was seeping out.She continued to wrap the gauze around it

raised his hand

with the porridge,

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

dining room, Sharon Allyson

put the tray on the table and sat

look up, "Thanks to you, I have

eyebrows slightly, and his thin lips

a spoonful of

"Yes “

the

to get ready to die if I won't

Jameson Proctor, "...?"

not far away and raised his hand

Crap.

and looked

Proctor was in the wrong,

was a quiet

water and sat on the

out her medicine, Jameson Proctor also brought a glass of water and sat next

identical actions and turned her head to glare

Proctor looked subdued, and under her watchful eye, threw the medicine into his mouth and tilted his head back

Proctor turned his

withdrew her eyes, and took

rain was getting heavier, and the sky was dark

little sleepy, and after a while, Sharon Allyson yawned and fell asleep on the

came out of the bathroom and saw the scene, and a smile

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

There was no response.

reached out and

she tried to swat his hand away, but she

up, carried her into the bedroom,

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

Jameson Proctor tucked her in, he lay down next to

arms around his waist, rubbed herself against his chest, and found a

forehead and closed his

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