Upon seeing him, Denny flashed a cheeky smile. “What are you doing inside? What took you so long to answer the door?”

Howard answered innocently, “Denny, I-I think I’m ill. My head is burning up. Am I going to die?”

Denny’s expression changed abruptly. Standing on his tiptoes, he placed his hand on Howard’s forehead. “Oh, you’re burning! I’ll go get Dr. Walker now.”

Jim Walker was the doctor working for Imperial Hotel. Normally, the employees would seek treatment from him if they suffered from fever or headaches.

After Denny’s figure disappeared from sight, Howard slumped.

My wound has been festering for some time, so I hope Dr. Walker doesn’t realize that I’m hurt.

Howard did not stop working even after he suffered an injury. He did not let anyone know he was shot in the leg.

After all, a gunshot wound was too sensitive to be revealed to the public.

Alas, his wound was pretty serious now. If he insisted on working instead of recuperating, he might have to amputate his leg.

was running a temperature now, he had no choice but to

few minutes later, Denny

his fifties with pleasant features. He allowed Denny to drag him into Howard’s room and panted. “Denny, I’m old. I’ll fall if

never been sick. Of course I’m worried sick as he suddenly got ill!”

came to a stop as he panted. “Chef Howard,

Hotel treated him well, and he was

take action

himself to calm down. “Dr. Walker,

his eyes, he

“You have a hard time digesting food

once-over, he asked,

his

you have to rest. Don’t be a workaholic. Everyone in the hotel knows you’ve never asked for a day off despite having worked here for years.

then wrote the medical certificate and a prescription, giving them to Denny. “Give this to

in his hands. After that, Jim packed up his

alone in his room. Pulling out a slender

marine blue eyes stared at it so adoringly as though it was

days, I’ll have to complete the mission assigned to me by

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