Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 2201: Chapter 2210: Suddenly Running a High Fever at Midnight

First, he traced the shape of Enna Clark’s lips gently...

The sweet sensation from her soft lips came to him, and Baron Lawrence’s eyes darkened like an abyss, his breath involuntarily becoming heavier. He clenched his fist at his side tightly, quickly looked away from the soft lips of the little woman, and resisted the urge to pry open her lips and deepen the kiss.

”Shi-t!”

He turned his head away, trying not to look at the woman so close to him, and after adjusting his breath, he pulled her back into his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

The bright moonlight of Mauritius had already risen to the center of the sky, shining down on the serene blue sea, with waves crashing soundly one after another.

The bustling tourist destination during the day was extremely peaceful at night. But this did not affect the beauty of the land at all; the serene night seemed even more beautiful than the day.

Frogs kept croaking in the grass.

The sound, like a symphony of summer...

Baron Lawrence woke up with a start after sleeping for at most two hours.

Beside him came the occasional uneasy grunts, and he suddenly opened his eyes. What he saw was Enna Clark lying next to him, her face flushed red with fever, cold sweat covering her forehead, eyebrows tightly furrowed. He didn’t know what she dreamed of, her dry cracked lips occasionally moved as if trying to speak, but no sound came out...

Baron Lawrence was immediately wide awake.

He sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, and reached out his hand to touch the forehead of the little woman on the hospital bed.

The burning temperature from the palm almost made him lift his hand.

He frowned, shook the still unconscious person, and anxiously called out, ”Enna Clark, wake up!”

”Mmm—” The person on the hospital bed showed no sign of waking, and her frown only seemed to deepen. Who knows what she was dreaming about, her whole body began trembling, and a tear trickled from the corner of her eye.

”Damn it!” Baron Lawrence felt as if his heart was being crushed by her. He shook her again, ”Enna Clark, wake up!”

”...”

”Enna Clark...”

The person on the hospital bed still did not respond.

Baron Lawrence touched her burning forehead again, forming a straight line with his thin lips, did not delay further, got out of bed, opened the door, and hurriedly went to find a doctor.

Soon, the medical staff on duty rushed over.

They gathered around the hospital bed and checked the person who was having a fever. After a moment of relief, they said, ”It’s nothing; Ms. Clark is just experiencing a normal fever after gastric lavage. She was startled before, so she might have nightmares while feverish. But it’s okay. Ms. Clark having nightmares indicates that her consciousness is relatively clear, and she’ll wake up soon.”

”I’ll have the nurse set up an antipyretic drip for her.”

The female doctor finished speaking and instructed the nurse to prepare it.

Baron Lawrence watched as they set up the drip for the person on the bed, who started to look less uncomfortable, and his tense nerves finally eased a little.

After helping Enna Clark with the drip, the female doctor straightened up, looked at him, and said, ”All right, during Ms. Clark’s fever, President Lawrence can help wipe her sweat and perform some physical cooling. Other than that, don’t worry, we’ll come by regularly for check-ups.”

”Get out.”

Cold, authoritative.

The female doctor already knew his identity, realized she couldn’t afford to offend this man, silently left with the nurse, and helped close the ward door behind him.

The ward quieted down again—