Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 1000

Chapter 1000 Destruction Is Also a Form of Love

The doctor did not dare to neglect and hurried forward to check. He first listened to the stethoscope and then tested the temperature. "She has a high fever of 39 degrees. I guess it's inflammation caused by the wound. I need to check the recovery of the wound."

Hawk nodded but frowned when he saw the doctor taking off her clothes. He got up, walked to the bed, and grabbed the man's hand. "What are you doing?"

Although the doctor was also on their side, he wasn't in the frontline like he was. Even a slight grip on his hand caused him pain, making his heart tremble. "I... I just wanted to take a look at the patient's wounds."

Hawk looked at Evelyn, who was still in a coma and went straight to the bed. "Let me do it."

He had been with women before, mostly fleeting encounters without any emotional attachment. They were mere objects in his eyes, and he had never invested any surplus emotions, let alone tenderly taking care of them. But now, as he delicately tried to remove her clothes, his hands seemed to disobey his commands.

Finally, he untied her clothes and pulled her collar to one side, revealing only the bruise for the doctor to see.

"The wound, indeed, hasn't healed completely. The weather is quite hot now, and if the medication is not applied promptly, it may hinder recovery. It's also important to keep the wound well-ventilated and avoid excessive heat. I will prepare the medication right away." The doctor took out a medicine bottle from the medical kit and started preparing the prescription. "It's not too serious at the moment. I will administer some fever-reducing and anti-inflammatory medication, and by tonight, it should be better."

The icy needle pierced into the vein on the back of Evelyn's hand, and as the blood flowed back, the doctor released the switch of the IV drip. Hawk pulled the nearby blanket over her upper body to shield it, but once the doctor left the room, he uncovered the wound again, exposing it.

He suddenly called out to Mark behind him, "Is there a fan?"

Deep within the mountains and forests, nestled beside a local winding river, this wooden cabin was built on the water's edge, supported by several pillars, suspended in the air. There were no electrical lines here, and everything operated on batteries, let alone a fan.

Mark was stunned. Then, he remembered that there was a small fan with a battery. "Yes."

"Give me one."