Victoria immediately ran over and saw Jack being supported by Jamal.
The man's brows were furrowed, and he looked like he was about to lose his balance. His expression was weak, and he looked very upset.
"What's wrong?" Victoria widened his eyes, "Weren't you fine just now?"
"Miss Montgomery," Jamal said in time, "Mr. Moore is not feeling well. Please help him back to his room. I'll notify the family doctor to come over. "
"Okay." Victoria reached out to support the man."
Jack let go of his hand and quickly slipped away.
Why call a doctor?
With Miss Montgomery around, his cure is guaranteed!
Victoria supported Jack with both hands, observing his expression, "Why are you suddenly feeling so uncomfortable? Should we take you to the hospital?"
The man looked at her porcelain-white face and shook his head weakly, "No, take me back to my room first."
Victoria could only help him upstairs.
Perhaps he was too weak, and his whole body leaned towards her.
Victoria was forced to hug the man, holding him back to his room.
As soon as she entered the door, Jack lost his balance and fell towards her.
Victoria reflexively reached out and hugged him.
She wrapped her arms around the man's clear and thin waist, her forehead hitting his chest, and quickly asked, "Are you alright?"
Jack rested his chin on the woman's soft and fragrant hair, slightly hooked his lower lip, and spoke in a weak and uncomfortable voice, "Sorry, I didn't stand firm."
Victoria couldn't help but worry, "Why is it so serious? You can't even stand steady anymore."
The man nodded lightly, rubbing her soft hair, his low and hoarse voice revealing a hint of vulnerability, "Victoria, can you hold me for a while?"
Victoria was worried, "I'm not a doctor, what's the use of holding me? I'll take you to the hospital."
Jamal Lewis, why was he so slow? Why has the doctor not been called yet?
The next second, she heard a man's low and weak voice above her head, inexplicably pitying, "I don't want to go to the hospital, Victoria, will accompany me for a while, eh?"
Victoria sighed.
When he was sick when he was a child, he never liked going to the hospital.
Victoria couldn't do anything about him, "Alright, I'll help you lie on the bed first."
Helping him lie down on the bed, Victoria pedaled to the side, pouring a cup of hot water and bringing it over, "Here, drink more hot water."
Jack grunted.
He got up, took the glass of water, and took a few sips very weakly.
Then lay back on the bed.
Victoria put the glass of water aside, then sat down by the bed, and asked anxiously, "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"
The man grabbed her hand and placed it on his abdomen, "It hurts here, please rub it for me."
Victoria was taken aback.
Through the thin white shirt, she could feel the man's warm body temperature, as well as the firm and distinct abs.
Victoria seemed to be burned up, and her fingertips curled up uncomfortably.
She raised her moist eyes and was about to withdraw her hand when she saw Jack's brows slightly furrowed, a look of discomfort and restrained pain.
So uncomfortable...
Victoria's uneasiness instantly dissipated.
She opened her palm and gently massaged him. "Is this okay? Does it hurt?"
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