Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Chapter 870

“Where’s Shawn?”

“Inside, go in and have a look.”

The master bedroom was very quiet. Only one lamp was turned on, and Shawn coughed from time to time.

The family doctor stood by, dispensing medicines and preparing infusions.

There were several trash cans next to the bed.

Gale walked to the bedside.

Under the dim light, Shawn’s complexion was extremely gloomy. His eyes were closed, his lips were ***, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

“Cold, cold…” he murmured unconsciously.

“Cold?” Gale subconsciously tucked the quilt up for him, then looked at the housekeeper. “Add another quilt and turn up the temperature.”

“It’s useless, ma’am. Mr. Wood will be hot again later.”

“Is that so?”

Gale frowned tightly.

said, “I have already prescribed a fever-reducing injection, and I will give him another infusion. If the

medicine work? Doctor, you can prescribe him some

could answer, the housekeeper shook his head. “It’s useless, whether it’s traditional or western medicine, as long as Mr. Wood drinks it, he will vomit. This trash can has been changed several times, and he

Mr. Wood has been calling your name all night, and

really have no choice, so I called you over. Otherwise, I’m too embarrassed to disturb you in the middle of the night. I thought, if you stay here with Mr. Wood, if he can sense

had been

Shawn’s heart had been hurting

“I see, I’ll stay here with him

here, Mr. Wood will definitely get better soon!” the

have such great

just deeply

please prescribe the medicine again. I’ll feed

great if Mr. Wood

housekeeper accompanied the doctor

drink some powdered medicine, and he could not

Shawn began to whisper again. His brows were slightly wrinkled, with

again, and his clothes were

Gale sighed.

****people are really annoying.