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.

will give him another infusion.

medicine work? Doctor, you can

the doctor 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

Wood has been calling your name all night, and it

the middle of the night. I thought, if you stay here with Mr.

had been calling

housekeeper said that Shawn’s heart had been hurting

nodded. “I see, I’ll stay here

Wood will definitely get better soon!” the housekeeper

she have such great

was just deeply concerned

please prescribe the medicine again. I’ll

be great if Mr. Wood could drink

the doctor to get the

Shawn’s current situation, he could only drink some powdered

began to whisper again. His brows were slightly

the quilt again, and his clothes were

Gale sighed.

****people are really annoying.