On the phone, after hearing what Sharon Allyson said, the private doctor spoke out, "Mrs.Proctor, this is mainly because of the wound infection inflammation.It aggravated the cold.
Do not worry.
As long as the inflammation goes down, basically there is no problem."
Sharon Allyson frowned, "Are you sure you he doesn't need to go to the hospital?"
"There's no need.But the medicine must be taken on time."
"He took them yesterday at noon and at night."
"This is strange.Theoretically, the situation should improve."
After a pause, he added, "Mrs.Proctor, have you changed the medication this morning?"
"...Not yet."
"Then please change it for Mr.Proctor again, and take another course of medicine afterwards, and if it's still like this in a couple of hours, I'll come over"
Sharon Allyson exhaled, "Okay, I got it."
After hanging up the phone, Sharon Allyson saw no sign of Jameson Proctor waking up, so she went out to make some porridge.
After picking up the water and putting it on the stove, she washed the sheets she had thrown in the washing machine yesterday, tidied up the living room, and when she was throwing out the trash, she caught a glimpse of some pills in the trash.
Sharon Allyson put the towel in her hand, squatted in front of the trash can, picked up the pills inside one by one, and went to get the pills the doctor prescribed for Jameson Proctor yesterday for comparison.
Sure enough, they were exactly the same.
Sharon Allyson's brow jumped and her fist clenched.
Long before Sharon Allyson called the doctor, Jameson Proctor woke up, opened his eyes and lay in bed for a while, heard the bedroom door being pushed open again and he immediately closed his eyes.
Sharon Allyson took the medical kit and sat down on the edge of the bed, took a small pair of scissors and slowly cut the gauze wrapped around his arm, gently and carefully changing his medicine.
Suddenly, a sharp pain came and Jameson Proctor grunted.
Sharon Allyson spoke slowly, "Awake?"
Jameson Proctor opened his eyes and looked at her, "What are you doing?"
"Changing your medicine."
Sharon Allyson unhurriedly loosened the gauze she had just tightened, "I see that your wound is quite inflamed, so I'll try to attack the poison with poison.Maybe it'll work."
Jameson Proctor licked his teeth and said in a deep voice, "What effect can this have?"
"You're awake, and besides, you don't want this arm anyway, so it's better to recycle it."
Jameson Proctor, "..."
Sharon Allyson looked at the wound and no blood was seeping out.She continued to wrap the gauze around it again, tied a knot and left.
Jameson Proctor slowly sat up and raised his hand to rub his temples.
After a short while, Sharon Allyson came in with the porridge, put it on the bedside table and left again.
Jameson Proctor waited for a few seconds, and when he didn't hear the door close, he walked out with the tray in one hand.
In the dining room, Sharon Allyson was eating.
Jameson Proctor put the tray on the table and sat across from her, "Why didn't you go back?"
Sharon Allyson didn't even look up, "Thanks to you, I have a cold"
Jameson Proctor raised his eyebrows slightly, and his thin lips curled up vaguely.
He picked up a spoon in his left hand, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and looked at her, "Did you go to the hospital?"
"Yes “
"What did the doctor say?"
"He told me to get ready to die if I won't take my medicine"
Jameson Proctor, "...?"
He subconsciously looked over at the trash can not far away and raised his hand to his brow.
Crap.
Sharon Allyson ignored him and looked down to eat.
Jameson Proctor was in the wrong, so he didn't say another word.
The meal was a quiet one.
It was so late.She sat up sharply and wondered what was going on next door.
Sharon Allyson had just made a move when she was pushed back.
Jameson Proctor said in a mute voice, "Sleep a little longer."
"Sleep, sleep, sleep..It's already dark! Sleep yourself, you pig!"
Sharon Allyson pushed his hand away and ran out in a hurry.
She and Paisley Gregory opened the door almost at the same time.
Paisley Gregory said, "Hey, your brother is here.I'll go first."
Sharon Allyson nodded, "It's still raining outside.Take care on your way."
Paisley Gregory raised her chin, "Got it.My husband is here to pick me up."
Sharon Allyson, "..."
At that moment, the elevator arrived just in time.
Paisley Gregory said, "I'm leaving."
After walking a few steps, she turned back and said, "By the way, you are still not well from that cold, so don't go back tonight, and don't run around.It's not easy to coax your kid.Stay next door"
Sharon Allyson felt her temples jump, "Hurry up and go"
When Paisley Gregory left, Sharon Allyson went next door and stood in the foyer without going in, "Ruben."
Ruben turned back, "Are you feeling better from your cold?"
"Yes ...a little better."
The little one also saw Sharon Allyson, crawled and tried to come over, "Ma, ma..."
But he had just crawled a few steps when he was carried back by Ruben.
Ruben said to Sharon Allyson, "I'll be here both days of the weekend, so you can come back when you get over your cold."
Sharon Allyson scratched her brow and sighed, "You hold him while I go to my room to get my clothes."
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