The person who fell into a fitful sleep had no response, her body's temperature continued to rise.
Jose Floyd's fingertips were somewhat cold as they pressed against Nicole's burning skin, causing his fingers to instinctively tremble.
"Camden, switch to the instant mixture!"
"Yes, sir!"
When Camden returned, he respectfully handed Jose Floyd a cup of cold medicine mixture.
Jose Floyd took the mixture, held Nicole close, his arm slipping under her neck, reversing to grip her chin.
Jose Floyd forcibly pried open Nicole's thin lips, gradually pouring the mixture into her mouth.
The slumbering Nicole seemed highly resistant to the medication, most of what she could spit out was expelled, the cold medicine seeping into the clothes on her chest.
