"Wake up," Jared Quinn's large hand touched her arm, and all he felt was the unusually scorching skin.
Jared Quinn's expression darkened as his hand touched her forehead; she was indeed burning with fever.
"Butler, call Dr. Mo over."
Suddenly, a roar came from upstairs. The butler had just stepped out the door when he remembered that Dr. Mo was on a business trip; he was abroad now. He rushed upstairs, saying, "Young Master, Dr. Mo is on a business trip. Shouldn't we go directly to the hospital quickly?"
Jared Quinn's brows furrowed momentarily. He pulled the blanket over her and was about to pick her up.
Melody Thorne was awakened by his scream. She opened her mouth, only to find her throat painfully dry.
"Water, water," Melody Thorne reached out and grabbed Jared Quinn's clothes, feeling intense discomfort throughout her body.
