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.

prescribed a fever-reducing injection, and I will give him another infusion. If the fever still does not subside tonight, he will have to

Doctor, you can prescribe him

useless, whether it’s traditional or western medicine, as long as Mr. Wood drinks

been calling your name all

you in the middle of the night. I thought, if you stay here with Mr. Wood, if he can sense

had been

housekeeper said that Shawn’s heart had

see, I’ll stay here

so much! With you here, Mr. Wood will

could she have

just deeply concerned

prescribe the medicine again. I’ll

be great if Mr. Wood could

doctor to get the

he could only drink some powdered

His brows were slightly wrinkled, with

again, and his

Gale sighed.

****people are really annoying.