Just a moment ago, Matthew could not even open his eyes to speak. Now, he was suddenly gripping onto Lucy’s wrist with force.
Even when the doctor arrived, Matthew refused to open his eyes and just stayed curled up in the blanket like a fluffy squirrel.
It was rare to hear Matthew speak in such a tone, but it successfully tugged at Lucy’s heartstrings. She tightly held his hand and reassured him, “I’m not leaving, Matt.”
Lucy carefully tucked his hand under the blanket. “You have a cold. Don’t move around, okay? I’ll go make you some cold medicine and be back soon, very soon.”
Matthew was not buying it, so he held onto her hand, unwilling to let go. “How soon is ‘very soon’? I don’t have a fever… I don’t want to take medicine…”
His voice grew more distressed as he spoke.
“Why don’t you want to take medicine, Matt?”
“I just don’t want to,” he said childishly.
“You need to take medicine for your fever to go down. Be good, okay?”
Lucy got up to leave, and the man who could not summon any strength just moments ago was suddenly hugging her tightly around the waist, pressing her into his embrace.
“Matt!”
Lucy was getting frustrated. She was genuinely worried about Matthew’s health, but he seemed to be throwing a childish tantrum and unwilling to cooperate.
No matter how powerful Matthew was, he was still a mortal. His body was not made of steel. How could he endure this any longer? Although Matthew could barely open his eyes to look at Lucy, he could tell that she was mad.
He did not want to upset her further, so he deliberately sounded even more pitiful to make her feel sympathy for him. “I don’t want to take medicine because… it’s bitter.”
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