In My Desperate Time

“Frances!”

I try to call out to him again, but he is still frozen like a statue.

At that moment, a thought occurs to me. Is he dead for some reason?

“Frances, don’t scare me like that.”

I go over and lie on top of him while sticking my ear to his chest. When I hear a throbbing not far away, my worried heart can finally relax.

“Get off me. Even if I’m not dead, I will be dead because of your weight.”

Frances complains in a low voice, but I can sense a fatigue in his voice.

Besides, even though he’s wearing something, I can feel that his body temperature is abnormally high.

Why is his body scorching like he is shrouded in flames?

I touch his forehead, and it is as hot as touching a boiling kettle.

“You have high fever.”

I disclose the news to him worriedly.

a glance at me, “I only realize

on

his meaning. I clamber down from him while muttering, “You’re so sick right now but you still can crack useless

before shutting

the first time I am seeing him like

I help him to get off the bed with all my might and hold him while

car is parked outside. I can only try to hail

us

I say worriedly.

head in disapproval,

of getting injection like

words, yet Frances suddenly glares at me with his eyes widened, “Never bring up

have the energy to be angered. I am really

I stop saying anything. Since I can handle helping him reduce his

hasn’t eaten anything yet, and I can’t just shove some medicine into his stomach like that. I hastily prepare a hot milk and feed him with great

pack on his forehead but it

“It’s cold.”

out a mumble, and he is all curled up into a

to see him in such weakened state, so I immediately produce my phone to take some photos for my

is suddenly snatched away by Frances and he deletes all the