Sharon Allyson walked over and touched his forehead.It was ridiculously hot and his hair and pillow
were wet.Her long, thin eyebrows were furrowed.
He couldn't have gone straight to sleep last night without blow-drying his hair, could he? Sharon
Allyson pulled back the curtains to ventilate the room and went to call him again, "Jameson Proctor,
Jameson Proctor? Wake up, I'll take you to the hospital."
The man in the bed didn't respond, just took her outstretched hand.
Sharon Allyson tried her hardest to pull it out, wondering how he could still be so strong after all
this.She couldn't get him to the hospital.
Sharon Allyson took her phone out of her bag with her other hand and dialed Jacob Green's number,
"Jameson Proctor has a fever.If your meeting is over, come and take him to the hospital.I can't carry
him."
Jacob Green lowered his voice, "The meeting may last until the evening.How about this? I'll let
Mr.Proctor's personal doctor go over, and Ms.Allyson, please take care of him for now"
After saying that, Jacob Green did not give Sharon Allyson a chance to refuse and hung up the phone
quickly.
Sharon Allyson, "...”
When did she say she would take care of him? Sharon Allyson let out a breath and looked again at the
man in bed with a high fever.
The corners of her lips were pursed.
She put down her phone, took out a tissue from her bag, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and
muttered in a low voice, "Sleeping with wet hair like this, you deserve to catch a cold."
After wiping the sweat off his forehead, Sharon Allyson reached under the covers.
Sure enough, the clothes and sheets were also wet with sweat.
Sharon Allyson went to call him again, "Jameson Proctor, can you get up and go sleep on the couch
while I change your sheets?"
Jameson Proctor's eyelashes twitched and he opened his eyes for a long time.
Sharon Allyson reached out and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "Did you hear what I said?"
Jameson Proctor's thin lips moved slightly and he said in a mute voice, "Why are you here?"
Sharon Allyson looked unchanged and came up with his usual excuse, "Passing by"
After a pause, she added, "The doctor will be here in a few minutes, so go lie down on the couch while
I..."
Jameson Proctor re-closed his eyes, "No strength."
"I'm not carrying you.Come on, get moving."
Sharon Allyson used both hands to pull him.He was so heavy.
When she tried to pull him up with all her strength, he suddenly pulled her, and Sharon fell on top of
him.
Just as she tried to get up, Jameson Proctor's hands wrapped around her waist.
Sharon Allyson gritted her teeth, "I thought you said you didn't have the strength."
"It takes no strength to lift a hand."
Sharon Allyson said, "Let go."
"I'm like this already.Do you have a conscience?"
"Then stop wasting your energy!"
Jameson Proctor slowly opened his eyes, and his dark eyes met hers, "I'm afraid that if I let go, you'll
leave me."
Sharon Allyson, "..."
What a drama queen.
She sighed lightly, "I'm not going to leave.I'm just going to change your sheets.Since you really do not
want to move then forget it.Later, I'll let Jacob Green come over..."
Sharon Allyson's voice just fell, his hand was taken back.She got up smoothly, tired and hot from all the
tossing and turning she had just done.
Jameson Proctor slowly sat up and whispered, "Dizzy."
Sharon Allyson said, "Good for you."
She was just about to turn and go to the checkroom to find the sheets when her wrist was gripped.
"I thought you said you weren't leaving."
"I .” She ignored him.
Sharon Allyson looked over at him, "Can you still walk?"
"No.” Sharon Allyson reached out again to pull him, "I'll help you over."
Jameson Proctor took her hand and rose to his feet.
Sharon Allyson breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment he wrapped his arm around her shoulder
and leaned right into her.
Without waiting for Sharon Allyson to say anything, Jameson Proctor said, "I get dizzy standing up."
Sharon Allyson, "..."
After getting Jameson Proctor to the couch with great difficulty, Sharon Allyson removed all the sheets
and covers from the bedroom.
She turned her head, looked at the man leaning in the couch with one hand over his eyes, and took
another set of clean clothes to him, "After you rest for a while, change your clothes."
Jameson Proctor mumbled softly and did not move.
Sharon Allyson didn't find any spare sheets in his checkroom, so she went back next door to get a set
of her own that she had bought earlier.
She had just entered the bedroom when she saw Jameson Proctor sitting topless in the sofa, his eyes
blank, looking ahead and wondering.
Sharon Allyson's temples jumped, "What is this?"
Jameson Proctor looked up at her, his voice husky, "I thought you left me behind"
Sharon Allyson took a deep breath, "I went to get the sheets.Get dressed."
Jameson Proctor frowned slightly at the tip of his brow, "Dirty."
Sharon Allyson remembered that he had mysophobia.
Sharon Allyson was about to say something when she saw that the gauze wrapped around his right
arm was already oozing blood.
She didn't say a word and turned to leave.
When she came back, she was carrying a basin of water.
Sharon Allyson placed the basin on the coffee table, wrung out a towel and handed it to him.
Jameson Proctor glanced at it without taking it, and simply closed his eyes.
Sharon Allyson said, "Wipe off the sweat and put on your clothes."
"I can't lift my hands.I don't have the strength."
He said, "You should just leave me be.I'll just accept my fate.If I'm lucky, I can still be found and sent to
the hospital, but if I'm unlucky, I can die.I'm a bad luck person anyway, my wife and son don't even care
about me"
Sharon Allyson really wanted to throw this towel in his face.
What right did he have to be sad? Sharon Allyson walked over to him, took the towel and wiped his
neck, warning, "Don't move and shut up."
For the rest of the day, Jameson Proctor didn't say a word, nor did he do anything rascally.
Sharon Allyson avoided the arm wound and gave him a cursory wipe.
Tired and sweaty herself, she put down the towel and said, "All right, put your clothes on."
Jameson Proctor opened his eyes, "That's it?"
"What else do you want?"
"You're not gonna change my pants?"
Sharon Allyson turned her head and glared.
This cur was shameless.
Jameson Proctor took it in stride, "I can do the rest myself.Sharon Allyson ignored him and walked over
to change the sheets.By the time she was done, Jameson Proctor had also changed his clothes and
pants and came over.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
Sharon Allyson put all the changed sheets and covers into the washing machine, "I think the doctor is
here.You lie down.I'll get the door"
Jameson Proctor looked at her back, his eyebrows raised slightly, the corners of his lips lifted without a
trace.
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