Chapter 328 Had a High Fever
I subconsciously looked back and said, “Not sure, what’s wrong?”
Roy spoke, “There was an important meeting this afternoon, his phone was unreachable, I couldn’t contact him.”
I furrowed my brows, paused slightly, and said into the phone, “I’ll go take a look.”
After hanging up the phone, I returned to the lobby, went upstairs, and approached the study where Walter had stayed the night before. I knocked on the door several times, but there was no response. Worried that something had happened, I gripped the handle and gave it a push. To my surprise, the door was not locked.
There was a moment of surprise, then I entered the study. As soon as I stepped in, I felt a wave of heat rushing towards me.
All the curtains in the study were drawn, blocking out the light. The room was so dark that I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face. I reached up and turned on the light, and in a moment, the room was brightly lit.
Naturally, I also saw the man lying in bed, covering himself with a blanket.
“Walter,” I called out to him.
However, there was no movement from the person in the bed. I called. out twice more, but still received no response. Realizing something was wrong, I walked in for a closer look and was shocked to discover that under the blanket, Walter’s handsome face was flushed, his forehead was covered in fine sweat, his b*dy was shaking
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uncontrollably, and his l*ps were pale.
She raised her hand to touch his forehead, which was so hot it was almost scorching.
Had a fever, it was so high that I was delirious.
Seeing him like this, it seemed he had started burning up since last night. No wonder Roy couldn’t get through to him, calling for a long time but unable to wake him up. I had no choice but to call the doctor of the Hinton family.
Then, he heated some water, wet a towel with it, and used it to wipe his sweat.
“Tabatha.” The man’s voice was low and hoarse, inaudible unless listened to carefully.
I leaned towards him, opening my mouth to ask, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
The man’s eyelids fluttered, but he seemed unable to open his eyes. He was just mumbling something, but I couldn’t hear what he was saying, so I put my ear next to his.
Only then did she faintly hear the man’s soft voice, “I… was wrong.”
I stiffened, a faint pain spreading across my chest, this person was in such a state and still thinking of apologizing.
Seeing the fine sweat on his forehead, a slight sourness welled up in my chest, and I said with a somewhat hoarse voice, “Who has ever seen you apologize like this, you fool!”
He couldn’t hear my words either, still murmuring incessantly, either apologizing or calling my name.
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The doctor of the Hinton family arrived shortly. Seeing him in such a severe fever, he was flustered and asked me in a panic, “What happened? How could the fever be so severe?”
I couldn’t help but feel guilty, saying, “He got caught in the rain yesterday, and when he came back, I didn’t pay attention and just went to sleep. I just realized he has a fever.”
The doctor sighed, taking his temperature while saying, “I’ll start him on an IV, but his fever is severe and it’s been going on for too long. I’m worried that if it continues, it could lead to complications. We need to bring his fever down immediately. You should use alcohol to wipe his b*dy to physically reduce the fever. Also, here’s some antipyretic medicine. You need to find a way to get him to take it. Otherwise, just the IV might not be enough to bring down the fever quickly. If it persists, I’m afraid he might not be able to withstand it.”
I nodded, fetched some alcohol and a towel. In no time, the doctor had administered an IV to him, prepared the fever-reducing medicine, and handed it to me, saying, “Find a way to get him to take this.”
I took the medicine, crushed it and mixed it with water, intending for Walter to drink it. However, I overestimated a patient’s ability. Not only did he not drink the medicine, but he vomited it all out.
Perhaps due to the extreme bitterness, a dazed Walter furrowed his handsome brows, his face full of resistance. At this moment, there was no trace of his usual cold demeanor. He completely resembled a weak child after an illness.
Seeing that all the medicine had been vomited out, the doctor frowned and worriedly said, “What should we do now? If we can’t get the medicine down, the fever won’t subside for a while. If it gets serious, it could be troublesome.”
I frowned, feeling troubled inside. I had no experience in taking care of
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the sick. The last time Daniel was ill, he was at least somewhat conscious and obedient. But Walter now, he clearly couldn’t understand what people were saying.
Frowning in frustration, I was about to crush the medicine again. This time, I didn’t feed it directly. Instead, I tilted my head back and
swallowed the crushed medicine, then covered Walter’s l*ps and forced it down his throat.
The doctor was somewhat surprised, and after a brief pause, he silently turned around and left the room.
The medicine was not much, but feeding it to a patient was truly difficult.
Adding this Western medicine was indeed very bitter. I held my breath, originally intending to feed it to Walter and be done with it. Unexpectedly, this man showed no gratitude at all and didn’t swallow it down.
Worried that he would vomit again, I forcefully sealed his l*ps. The man’s l*ps were thin and cold, and coupled with his resistance, I instinctively stuck out my tongue.
The medicine had been poured down, but the man seemed to have tasted something delicious, greedily plundering in my mouth. I stiffened for a moment, my limbs tingling.
She wanted to push him away, but unexpectedly, her head was suddenly held down from behind, and the man began to act recklessly.
I was momentarily stunned, then abruptly pushed him away, my heart pounding, glaring at the person lying down. I saw him looking at me with a bewildered gaze, his voice hoarse, “Tabatha.”
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