Sharon Allyson pushed the little one and went to the housewares section, looking for a hairdryer.She
picked for a few minutes and chose the one with the best performance and not easy to break.
After buying the hairdryer, she went straight to the cashier.
When they got home, Sharon Allyson gave the little guy a bath and he fell asleep in no time.
Sharon Allyson put him in his crib and put away all the toys in the living room.
After all that, it was eleven o'clock.
Sharon Allyson sat on the couch, looked at the hairdryer not far away, exhaled, and got up to go next
door.
Not seeing anyone in the living room, she went to the bedroom and looking at the door, Sharon Allyson
said out loud, "Jameson Proctor, are you asleep?"
"Nope."
"I picked up a hairdryer from the trash.It seems to be working.I put it in the bathroom for you."
No sound came from inside.
Sharon Allyson was just about to leave when the bedroom door opened in front of her and Jameson
Proctor stood in front of her, speaking nonchalantly, "You're good at picking stuff."
Sharon Allyson looked the same, not answering, but frowning, "Why are you not dressed again!"
Jameson Proctor said, "I'm changing my medication, so it's not convenient to wear clothes."
At that, Sharon Allyson subconsciously looked at his injured arm, the gauze was only half removed,
and the bloody scar could be seen faintly.
She said, "Can you change it yourself?"
Jameson Proctor said, "Yes."
Sharon Allyson looked up at him, thinking it was a bit unbelievable.
Why wasn't he acting poor at this point? Since he said that, Sharon Allyson didn't say anything else, "I'll
leave you to it.If you want to take a shower, take care to keep your wounds out of the water."
Jameson Proctor gave a soft muffled sound and added, "Good night."
"I'm off."
Sharon Allyson went back next door, looked at the familiar little one in the crib, hesitated for a while,
and turned back the way she came.
In the bedroom, Jameson Proctor was cleaning the wound.
The inflammation had caused the wound to become red and swollen around it, making the injury look
even more alarming.
Sharon Allyson was not very brave.
If she saw this, she was expected to lose sleep at night, and it may also leave a trauma.
After hastily disinfecting the wound, Jameson Proctor picked up the gauze and wrapped it around his
arm several times with his teeth on one end.
At that moment, the bedroom door was pushed open.
Jameson Proctor looked over, "Why are you back?"
Sharon Allyson didn't say anything, sat next to him and looked at the gauze he had just wrapped,
"What is this?"
With that, she reached out to remove it.
Jameson Proctor held her wrist, "It's good enough."
Sharon Allyson, "Sure, good enough for you to get amputated."
Jameson Proctor, "..."
Sharon Allyson removed the gauze and re-disinfected and re-dressed him.
When the cotton swab touched his wound, Sharon Allyson felt as if her arm was hurting as well.
Jameson Proctor's dark eyes gazed at her and slowly lowered his head.
Just as his lips were about to touch her forehead, Sharon Allyson's voice came through, "If you give me
the flu, you're dead."
He slowly backed away.
After putting on the medicine, Sharon Allyson slowly wrapped the gauze around him, "Did you take
your medicine"
"Yeah."
Sharon Allyson threw all the medical garbage in the trash, "Then you can sleep."
Jameson Proctor said, "I've slept all day."
Sharon Allyson got up, "Whatever, I'm going to bed."
Jameson Proctor took her hand, "Can't you sleep here?"
Sharon Allyson turned her head to look at him, "Do you think it's possible?"
"I think it's possible."
Sharon Allyson's brow jumped and she took a deep breath and tried to take her hand back, but
Jameson Proctor tugged on it.
She said, "I've only been taking care of you for a day because you're a patient.Can you have some
self-awareness in your heart?"
"So you can't sleep with me for the sake of me being a patient?"
Sharon Allyson looked at him expressionlessly, clearly on the verge of fury.
Jameson Proctor withdrew his hand, "Good night."
Back next door, Sharon Allyson took a shower and lay down on her bed, staring at the ceiling above
her.
It seemed like she hadn't done anything all day, but she didn't know why she was so tired.
She rolled over and closed her eyes.
In the middle of the night, Sharon Allyson woke up in a daze, feeling a little stuffy in the nose and dizzy.
Did she get infected? Sharon Allyson rushed up and took a pill, but when she woke up the next
morning, she still didn't feel well.
She took her temperature and had no fever, but all the other symptoms of a cold, such as stuffy nose
and dizziness and sneezing, were present.
Paisley Gregory pushed open the door and saw the little one babbling and rolling around in her crib
trying to get up.
Sharon Allyson was sitting far away, watching him with a wan expression.
Paisley Gregory said, "Oh my God, what's going on with you?"
Sharon Allyson said, "I have a cold and I'm afraid I'll give it to him"
"How did you get..."
Paisley Gregory said halfway through the sentence, suddenly remembered something, shrugged and
went over to pick up the little guy.
After feeding him, Paisley Gregory said again, "You should go next door.If you are here, it's really easy
to infect him."
Sharon Allyson got up, "I'll go straight to the office."
"Isn't it Saturday? What company are you going to?"
Sharon Allyson, "...Oh."
Delirium.
She got up with her stuff, "Then I'll go to the hospital and find another place to stay and come back
when I'm better"
Paisley Gregory put the little one on the carpet, "Why don't you go next door.”
"I'm afraid I'll give it to Tiffany."
"I mean Jameson Proctor.He's got a cold too, so you two viruses should stay together and don't go out
and cause trouble."
Sharon Allyson closed her eyes and suddenly had the urge to sneeze, she hastily covered her mouth
and nose, "I'll go first."
After going out, Sharon Allyson went to the hospital.
The doctor said got the flu and needed to take some medicine.It would take two or three days to get
well.
And she shouldn't get close to the child right now.
Children's immune system is weak, very easy to be infected.
When she came out of the hospital, Sharon Allyson sneezed several times and felt like she was going
to explode.
At this time, it started raining.
How miserable.
Just when Sharon Allyson wanted to go find a hotel to stay in first, Tiffany called her.
"Sharon, has Mr.Proctor passed out from the fever? I knocked on the door for half a day and he didn't
respond.Do you want to come back and take a look?"
Sharon Allyson inhaled, "I'm coming back now."
After returning, Sharon Allyson pushed open Jameson Proctor's bedroom door, saw him lying on the
bed, went over and touched his forehead, but it was still so hot.
Didn't he take his medicine last night? Sharon Allyson took out her cell phone and called Jacob Green
and asked him to give her the number of his personal doctor.
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