Realizing he had a high fever, Sarah Joseph asked, "Do you know you have a fever?"
"Yes." Martin Fernandez obviously knew, and he also knew it was caused by an infected wound which could worsen without timely treatment, but he didn't care anymore.
He had done all he could, and he believed his brother's capabilities had ensured their success, which made it worthwhile.
"This isn't okay; you need to go to the hospital." Sarah Joseph wasn't thinking too much about it; she just felt he should definitely go to the hospital in this state.
As she was unlocking her phone to call an ambulance, she heard his hoarse voice refusing: "Not necessary."
The attitude was somewhat tough, yet utterly unconvincing.
Sarah Joseph frowned, speaking earnestly:
"In this situation, do you still want to stick to this performance art? So you're just going to give up your life?"
"Having a fever isn't something shameful; you need to have the right attitude and seek medical attention actively!"
