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 fever still does not subside tonight, he will have

can prescribe him

head. “It’s useless, whether it’s traditional or western medicine, as long as Mr. Wood drinks it, he will

your name all night, and it just stopped

Otherwise, I’m too embarrassed to disturb you in the middle of the night. I thought, if you

had been

had been hurting and needed her to treat

see, I’ll stay here

With you here, Mr. Wood

she have

was just deeply

the medicine again. I’ll feed him,” Gale

be great if Mr. Wood could drink

the doctor to

some powdered medicine, and he could not swallow

Shawn began to whisper again. His brows were slightly

quilt again, and

Gale sighed.

****people are really annoying.