Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson) novel Chapter 585

After examining Jameson Proctor, the doctor said, "The cold is quite serious.The wound is also infected and inflamed.You must rest well and keep up with the nutrition."

After that, the doctor said to Sharon Allyson, "Mrs.Proctor, I will change the medicine for Mr.Proctor in a moment, and after that, I will have to trouble you.In order to avoid the continuous deterioration of the wound, you have to change it once in the morning and once in the evening."

Sharon Allyson was slightly stunned, "?"

Why was it her business again? Before Sharon Allyson could refuse, the doctor had already taken off the gauze wrapped around Jameson Proctor's wound.

The wound was so bloody that it looked hideous.

Jameson Proctor looked at her and turned sideways to avoid her eyes, "Go out, I'll change the medicine myself"

"I'll go then."

After Sharon Allyson left, the doctor said, "Mr.Proctor, your injury is on your right arm, so it may be a bit troublesome to change the medicine by yourself."

Jameson Proctor said, "I'll live."

Doctor, ".."

When Sharon Allyson went back, she saw Paisley Gregory staring at her meaningfully.

She poured a glass of water to drink, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you back so early today? And you just took the sheets out for Jameson Proctor, right?"

Sharon Allyson said, "He had a cold, and I couldn't find a change of sheets, so I went ahead and..."

"I don't know what's going on with you guys.Together for a while, separate for a while.What's all the fuss about?"

Sharon Allyson didn't answer and turned to go into the kitchen to make porridge.

In the living room, the little one was taking a nap, turning over to reveal his white and tender tummy.

Sharon Allyson pulled the quilt over him and gently tucked him in.

Paisley Gregory said, "Hey, are you making that porridge for Jameson Proctor? Sharon Allyson turned her head to look at her and spoke lightly, "Do you know what the villains usually die of?"

"What?"

"Talking too much."

Paisley Gregory, "..."

She froze for a few seconds, exasperated, "Who are you calling a villain!"

Sharon Allyson showed a smile, "Good that you get it."

Paisley Gregory snorted coldly, "How insensitive!"

At that moment, the porridge in the pot boiled.

Sharon Allyson got up, opened the fridge, and took out the chicken and vegetables to make shredded chicken and vegetable porridge.

When it was done, she served it in a bowl and took it next door.

In the bedroom, Jameson Proctor was lying on the bed.

His cold features were a little sickly, and she didn't know if he was asleep or what.

The doctor had left.

Sharon Allyson put the porridge on the bed, "I cooled it down with cool water.It's not hot.You can eat it straight away now.Take your medicine half an hour after the meal."

Jameson Proctor opened his eyes, "Made it for me?"

Sharon Allyson's face did not change, "Feeding the dog."

Jameson Proctor, "..."

Sharon Allyson said, "I'm leaving."

Jameson Proctor took her wrist and glanced at his right hand, "The doctor said this hand can't be moved."

Sharon Allyson looked at the hand he was holding hers with, "You're fine with this one."

Jameson Proctor instantly dropped his hand again, "As you can see, it can barely move.It's still difficult to eat."

Sharon Allyson's eyelids twitched.

He had so many tricks.

She sat on the edge of the bed, took the porridge in her hand, and placed a spoonful on his lips.