Sweet Sweet Love

Chapter 208 You Take Care Of Me

The man's lips moved and he opened his eyes slightly. "Yolande..."

Turning her head to the other side, she fell into a coma. Yolande shook Austin's body.

Did he have a fever? She touched her forehead and found it was very hot!

"Wake up, Austin! You have a fever!"

He just opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the woman indifferently, tilted his head to one side and fell asleep.

"Mona, Austin has a fever!"

Mona was in a panic. Master was sick and as a servant, she was very anxious. "Mrs. Yolande, what should we do?"

Yolande calmed down and couldn't panic. She tried to lower his temperature first. "Mona, call Dr. Warren and ask him to come here as soon as possible."

"Mrs. Yolande, I'll call him right now."

Mona turned around and went downstairs with the help of a wooden ladder. She turned around and looked at Austin who was lying on the bed. A trace of pity flashed through her eyes.

Yolande quickly ran to her room, put on her clothes and stood in front of Austin's bed.

She put an ice towel on his forehead and covered the corner of the quilt. Under the quilt, Austin was naked. His body was burning because of the fever. Why hasn't Dr. Warren come yet!

The woman stared at the man who was lying on the bed with a high fever, hoping that he could wake up. Because of nervousness and worry, her palms were soaked with thin sweat.

She had lived in the Lin Family's villa for half a year and lived with Austin day and night. Gradually, in Yolande's heart, she regarded him as her closest person.

He had taken good care of her and cared about her so much that she gradually depended on the man in front of her. Yolande was afraid that Austin would fall down. She had no relatives in her heart except for Austin.

Her father passed away, she divorced with Aron, and her own sister killed him. How could she have any relatives!

A sense of sadness penetrated her chest, and her eyes turned red. She thought of all the good things that Austin had done for her. In this world, the only person who was good to her was Austin.

Seeing the unconscious look on his face, she clenched her fists and bit her lips, her eyes full of worry. She was considering whether she should lower his body temperature again. This was the only way she could think of. It was feasible.

Dr. Warren was still in the future, and Yolande was waiting anxiously. "Mrs. Yolande, Dr. Warren is here."

Mona's voice came from afar, and then she heard the footsteps upstairs. Yolande breathed a sigh of relief. Dr. Warren finally came.

Dr. Warren carried the first aid kit into Austin's room and put it on the floor. He ran to Austin and reached out his hand to feel his forehead.

"[Mr. Austin, why is your fever so high?"

With a serious look on his face, Dr. Warren opened the medical kit and took out the stethoscope and pills.

"Mrs. Yolande, please go out first. Don't worry. I'll take care of Mr. Austin."

Yolande nodded, "Okay! Dr. Warren, he will be fine, won't he? "

Yolande stared at Dr. Warren's face. Warren thought for a while and looked at Yolande awkwardly. "Mr. Austin, he will be fine."

Yolande turned around and went downstairs, closing the door gently.

She came to the living room and sat on the sofa. Her fingers were intertwined and she looked up at the direction of the stairs from time to time

"Mona, what's wrong with him? Why do you often have a fever? "

Yolande didn't know what was wrong with Austin, but he was one ten sure that it was not a good sign for him to have a fever from time to time.

"Mrs. Yolande, Mr. Austin has been like this since he was a child."

"Since childhood? Just... Do you have a fever? " Yolande's eyes widened.

"Alas..." Mona sighed and left without saying anything.

"Dr. Warren, how is he?"

He waited anxiously until Dr. Warren came downstairs. "Yes, it's all right now. Mr. Austin needs to stay in bed for a few days."

"Okay."

Dr. Warren sat down on the sofa and asked, "Dr. Warren, what would you like to drink?" Mona asked.

"Boiled water," said Dr. Warren.

He turned to look at Yolande and said after a pause, "Mrs. Yolande, Mr. Austin is too worried!"

"What?"

Yolande looked at Dr. Warren in a daze. She didn't understand what he meant. "Dr. Warren, i... I don't understand! "

"Mr. Austin seems to have something on his mind. He is depressed!" Dr. Warren looked at Yolande with inquiry.

"Oh, he... Didn't tell me. " Said Yolande.

Mr. Austin was so thoughtful that he looked like an airtight wall. Since Yolande couldn't see through him, she didn't know what was troubling him.

Lowering her head, she felt a little disappointed.

"Well, I see." Dr. Warren nodded, looked away, picked up the glass and drank a mouthful of water.

"Mrs. Yolande, I'm leaving now. Take good care of Mr. Austin. I'll come back tomorrow."

Dr. Warren stood up and walked towards the door with the medicine box. "Goodbye, Dr. Warren."

Standing at the door, Yolande watched Dr. Warren disappear from her sight and then turned around to close the door.

She raised her head and looked upstairs.

Her cotton shoes were clattering on the stairs. She walked to the door of Austin's room

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a head poked in. "Have you recovered from your fever?"

The man looked at her with his haggard eyes, "not yet."

With her eyes wide open, a worried look appeared in her eyes. Yolande ran to Austin and touched his forehead.

She felt warm in her palm, which made Austin feel comfortable.

"It's still a little hot. What should I do?"

"It's okay. I'll be fine in a minute." Austin comforted. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

"Just lie down. Dr. Warren said you need to stay in bed for a few days."

She helped him lie down and covered the corner of the quilt for him.

"Well, hot..."

Slowly squeezing a word out of the throat, Austin looked straight at her, "Well, do you need me to open the window?"

"Okay, go ahead."

He wanted to say that Yolande covered his quilt so tightly that he felt hot. It seemed that this woman had no idea at all.

Yolande walked to the window and pushed it open a little.

Austin closed his eyes. He didn't feel sleepy and couldn't fall asleep. Yolande sat beside his bed.

"From now on, stay at home to recuperate. Don't go to the company. You need a rest to recover," said Yolande.

"Okay, take care of me." The man said lightly.

"Okay, I will take good care of you."

Slightly blushed. Yolande didn't know what she was blushing for?

"Dr. Warren said you had something on your mind?"

Austin opened his eyes and stared at the woman sitting in front of his bed.

Well, his mind seemed to be a long story about protecting a woman.

"No... You must be very tired recently. "

"Okay." She lowered her head slightly, feeling a strange loss in her heart.