He shouted her name a few times, but she didn’t respond. He picked her up and walked outside.
Her body had already become stiff from the cold, and she was completely unconscious. This sight terrified him.
"Young master,..." Nanny Garcia was also stunned and led a group of people following behind Asher Land.
"Come help examine her!" he said to Doctor Lewis.
Doctor Lewis responded and followed him to the master bedroom.
He laid her on the bed, and just as Doctor Lewis was about to check her, he stopped him.
"Don’t touch what you shouldn’t, understand?" he said sternly.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Land." Doctor Lewis seemed to be frightened by his glare, his hand shook and the thermometer dropped to the ground.
He quickly took out a new one.
However, would putting the thermometer under Sophie’s armpit count as touching what shouldn’t be touched?
"President Land, please, could you put the thermometer on her for me..."
Asher Land naturally took the thermometer from his hand, reached inside her clothes, and placed it properly.
After a while, Doctor Lewis took out the thermometer and saw that it was 39 degrees, a high fever.
"Mr. Land, please step aside; Miss Smith has a high fever and I need to set up a few IV drips for her."
After listening to Doctor Lewis, Asher Land obediently stepped aside.
"Just a fever? There’s no other condition?" He was still a bit worried.
"Yes. That’s all I’ve detected." The medical equipment he brought was incomplete, so he naturally couldn’t detect that Sophie was pregnant.
Doctor Lewis set up the IV for Sophie, then turned to look at Asher Land.
"Mr. Land, your IV needs to continue as well."
"Mm." This time, Asher Land said nothing, lifted the blanket, and lay down beside her.
So on both sides of the bed, hung two bottles of medicine, and the two of them coordinated in receiving their IVs.
He let her head rest on his lap, and his big hand tucked her hair behind her ear.
He didn’t know why, even if this woman hurt him a hundred times, a thousand times, even if he wanted to strangle her at first, he couldn’t let her go just days later.
He, Asher Land, is just that spineless.
One bottle of IV after another, and gradually her condition improved. She broke into a sweat, and the fever subsided quite a bit.
He had to receive one more bottle of IV than she did, so after Doctor Lewis finished with her, he still had a needle in the back of his hand.
Sophie woke up in his warm embrace, let out a small moan, and then opened her eyes.
But when his face came into her view, she almost rolled off the bed, but he caught her with his big hand.
"I’m sorry, I’ll leave right away."
She didn’t even know why she was in his bed; she opened the blanket to get up.
Was he sure he wouldn’t strangle her?
Only then did she notice that both of his hands were injured, his right hand with a needle and his left hand wrapped in bandages...
"Asher..." she softly called his name, unable to guess his current mood.
"You, what do you want to do with me?"
Heh, what could he do? Hurting her was hurting himself; even if he tortured her till she was covered in wounds, in the end, wouldn’t it still be him who was in pain?
"Even though I’m letting you stay in my bed right now, it doesn’t mean I’ll forgive you." There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, "Sophie, I won’t forgive your betrayal."