Sharon Allyson walked over and touched his forehead.It was ridiculously hot and his hair and pillow were wet.Her long, thin eyebrows were furrowed.
He couldn't have gone straight to sleep last night without blow-drying his hair, could he? Sharon Allyson pulled back the curtains to ventilate the room and went to call him again, "Jameson Proctor, Jameson Proctor? Wake up, I'll take you to the hospital."
The man in the bed didn't respond, just took her outstretched hand.
Sharon Allyson tried her hardest to pull it out, wondering how he could still be so strong after all this.She couldn't get him to the hospital.
Sharon Allyson took her phone out of her bag with her other hand and dialed Jacob Green's number, "Jameson Proctor has a fever.If your meeting is over, come and take him to the hospital.I can't carry him."
Jacob Green lowered his voice, "The meeting may last until the evening.How about this? I'll let Mr.Proctor's personal doctor go over, and Ms.Allyson, please take care of him for now"
After saying that, Jacob Green did not give Sharon Allyson a chance to refuse and hung up the phone quickly.
Sharon Allyson, "...”
When did she say she would take care of him? Sharon Allyson let out a breath and looked again at the man in bed with a high fever.
The corners of her lips were pursed.
She put down her phone, took out a tissue from her bag, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and muttered in a low voice, "Sleeping with wet hair like this, you deserve to catch a cold."
After wiping the sweat off his forehead, Sharon Allyson reached under the covers.
Sure enough, the clothes and sheets were also wet with sweat.
Sharon Allyson went to call him again, "Jameson Proctor, can you get up and go sleep on the couch while I change your sheets?"
Jameson Proctor's eyelashes twitched and he opened his eyes for a long time.
Sharon Allyson reached out and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "Did you hear what I said?"
Jameson Proctor's thin lips moved slightly and he said in a mute voice, "Why are you here?"
Sharon Allyson looked unchanged and came up with his usual excuse, "Passing by"
After a pause, she added, "The doctor will be here in a few minutes, so go lie down on the couch while I..."
Jameson Proctor re-closed his eyes, "No strength."
"I'm not carrying you.Come on, get moving."
Sharon Allyson used both hands to pull him.He was so heavy.
When she tried to pull him up with all her strength, he suddenly pulled her, and Sharon fell on top of him.
Just as she tried to get up, Jameson Proctor's hands wrapped around her waist.
Sharon Allyson gritted her teeth, "I thought you said you didn't have the strength."
"It takes no strength to lift a hand."
Sharon Allyson said, "Let go."
"I'm like this already.Do you have a conscience?"
"Then stop wasting your energy!"
Jameson Proctor slowly opened his eyes, and his dark eyes met hers, "I'm afraid that if I let go, you'll leave me."
Sharon Allyson, "..."
What a drama queen.
She sighed lightly, "I'm not going to leave.I'm just going to change your sheets.Since you really do not want to move then forget it.Later, I'll let Jacob Green come over..."
Sharon Allyson's voice just fell, his hand was taken back.She got up smoothly, tired and hot from all the tossing and turning she had just done.
Jameson Proctor slowly sat up and whispered, "Dizzy."
Sharon Allyson said, "Good for you."
She was just about to turn and go to the checkroom to find the sheets when her wrist was gripped.
"I thought you said you weren't leaving."
Sharon Allyson placed the basin on the coffee table, wrung out a towel and handed it to him.
Jameson Proctor glanced at it without taking it, and simply closed his eyes.
Sharon Allyson said, "Wipe off the sweat and put on your clothes."
"I can't lift my hands.I don't have the strength."
He said, "You should just leave me be.I'll just accept my fate.If I'm lucky, I can still be found and sent to the hospital, but if I'm unlucky, I can die.I'm a bad luck person anyway, my wife and son don't even care about me"
Sharon Allyson really wanted to throw this towel in his face.
What right did he have to be sad? Sharon Allyson walked over to him, took the towel and wiped his neck, warning, "Don't move and shut up."
For the rest of the day, Jameson Proctor didn't say a word, nor did he do anything rascally.
Sharon Allyson avoided the arm wound and gave him a cursory wipe.
Tired and sweaty herself, she put down the towel and said, "All right, put your clothes on."
Jameson Proctor opened his eyes, "That's it?"
"What else do you want?"
"You're not gonna change my pants?"
Sharon Allyson turned her head and glared.
This cur was shameless.
Jameson Proctor took it in stride, "I can do the rest myself.Sharon Allyson ignored him and walked over to change the sheets.By the time she was done, Jameson Proctor had also changed his clothes and pants and came over.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
Sharon Allyson put all the changed sheets and covers into the washing machine, "I think the doctor is here.You lie down.I'll get the door"
Jameson Proctor looked at her back, his eyebrows raised slightly, the corners of his lips lifted without a trace.
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