Skeletons Of The Marital Closet novel Chapter 870

Chapter 870

“Where’s Shawn?”

“Inside, go in and have a look.”

The master bedroom was very quiet. Only one lamp was turned on, and Shawn coughed from

time to time.

The family doctor stood by, dispensing medicines and preparing infusions.

There were several trash cans next to the bed.

Gale walked to the bedside.

Under the dim light, Shawn’s complexion was extremely gloomy. His eyes were closed, his lips were ***, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

“Cold, cold…” he murmured unconsciously.

“Cold?” Gale subconsciously tucked the quilt up for him, then looked at the housekeeper. “Add another quilt and turn up the temperature.”

“It’s useless, ma’am. Mr. Wood will be hot again later.”

“Is that so?”

Gale frowned tightly.

Next to it, the family doctor said, “I have already prescribed a fever-reducing injection, and I will give him another infusion. If the fever still does not subside tonight, he will have to go to the hospital for further treatment.”

“Does medicine work? Doctor, you can prescribe him some medicine,” Gale asked.

Before the doctor could answer, the housekeeper shook his head. “It’s useless, whether it’s traditional or western medicine, as long as Mr. Wood drinks it, he will vomit. This trash can has been changed several times, and he vomits every time he drinks it.”

“And… Ma’am, Mr. Wood has been calling your name all night, and it just stopped now.”

“I really have no choice, so I called you over. Otherwise, I’m too embarrassed to disturb you in the middle of the night. I thought, if you stay here with Mr. Wood, if he can sense it, maybe he will be better.”

Shawn… had been calling her name?

No wonder the housekeeper said that Shawn’s heart had been hurting and needed her to treat it.

Gale nodded. “I see, I’ll stay here with him tonight.”

“Ma’am, thank you so much! With you here, Mr. Wood will definitely get better soon!” the housekeeper said excitedly.

How could she have such great ability?

Shawn was just deeply concerned about her.

“Doctor, please prescribe the medicine again. I’ll feed him,” Gale said.

“Okay. It would be great if Mr. Wood could drink the medicine.”

The housekeeper accompanied the doctor to get the medicine.

In Shawn’s current situation, he could only drink some powdered medicine, and he could not swallow capsules.

“Hot…” Shawn began to whisper again. His brows were slightly wrinkled, with fine lines. “Hot…”

He lifted the quilt again, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Gale sighed.

****people are really annoying.

He only wanted her to serve and take care of him!

Fortunately, Gale was too familiar with the master bedroom. After all, she used to sleep here every night! She even remembered where Shawn’s tie and socks were!