"Patrick"

"Patrick..."

She called his name, but the man sitting by the big bed ignored her, as if he didn't hear her at all.

Christina came in with the family medicine box.She frowned and looked at Patrick on the other side of the bed, feeling he looked strange.

When Patrick returned to the bedroom, he sat there in silence, with his head half-lowered, staring at his hands in a daze.

He slightly bended and unfolded his hands, deep in thought, as if he was testing something.

Christina approached him and called him again, "Patrick.."

Her calling awakened Patrick who was in a daze.

He raised his head vigorously, and a look of incomprehensible panic flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

Christina sat beside him anxiously, looking at him with incredulity.

"Patrick, didn't you hear my voice just now?" asked Christina.

He looked visibly shocked just now.

He seemed to be surprised by her, or perhaps it was something else...

"Nothing."

His face turned cold as usual.

He slightly tilted his head and looked away.He then said in a hoarse voice, "I don't need to take the medicine.I'm fine"

His words were low and cold, as if nothing had happened.

Christina sat beside him, pursed her lips, wordless.He obviously didn't want to tell her...

They had just had lunch, and the summer sun outside was scorching hot.

and blue, but a chill was sent

Somehow, Christina's heart sank.

an electronic thermostat, pinched it on her

he was fine and didn't need to take medicine, which meant he didn't need

thermometer and accidentally pressed

of pique, was

put away

check

beside her gave an order, but his tone was

a slightly startled expression, trying to make sure she

immediately perked up and

are you

seem to be a

word.He looked sideways at her with a

degrees.You're not fine as

the

was about to turn around and call

"No need"

grabbed her right wrist and closed his

with me for

"Don't move."

want to get you

tossed and turned restlessly on the bed, pulling at the quilt, pressing the air

sleeps

an excuse again, trying to get up and use some alcohol to cool him

very sleepy" Patrick dragged

her from behind, Patrick whispered to her, his lips moving closer to

body was very soft with a faint baby milk fragrance probably

it's above 39 degrees in an hour, I'll

of hesitation,

a pillow which was a habit he developed

at him with

you looking

tiredness didn't sent him

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