Chapter 442
“Yeah,” Maisie lowered her head and replied, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know that you had a low fever.”
Nolan reached out and put his hand on the back of her cold hand. There was a smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he said, “I don’t want you to worry about me, so I didn’t tell you. I’m the one who should say sorry, Zee.”
After all, he was hiding a secret from her.
He knew he was infected with the virus, and now he was in the infection period. He would experience symptoms such as persistent low fever, hemoptysis, and deterioration of health. He had only three to four years left to live.
Just when Maisie wanted to say something, Titus appeared. “Nolan, you’re awake!”
“Yeah.” He nodded.
Titus glanced at Maisie and ordered, “You, go out. I have something to say to Nolan.”
Maisie pressed her lips tight and did not say anything. She rose to her feet and went out. Nolan looked at her figure, and light slowly left his eyes.
It was only when both of them were left in the room that Titus asked, “Tell me honestly. What is going on with you?” The specialist had told Titus that Nolan’s condition was weird. A normal person with a low fever would recover after they slept and sweated for a night. However, it was not the same case with Nolan. It had been the second day, yet he hadn’t recovered, and the specialist was worried.
Nolan was not going to hide it from Titus, so he said, “I was infected by the virus.”
Titus’ expression changed after he heard what Nolan said.
“I hope this will be a secret between you and me, Grandpa. Don’t tell anyone about it, including my father, the kids, and Zee,” Nolan added plainly.
Titus closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then, he said through gritted teeth, “How Were you infected?” Nolan then replied flatly, “The bullet that hit me had the virus on it.”
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