You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1703: Dependence

Chapter 1703: Dependence

Immediately, Luther dialed Jamie's phone number.

Over the phone, he briefly explained the situation to Jamie andprovided a detailed description of Alisha's symptoms. He instructedJamie to bring the necessary intravenous fluids and some basic testingequipment.

After hanging up the phone, he held Alisha in his arms, glaring coldly atAthena.

His voice was icy, as if ready to devour, "I need ice packs, now,immediately.”

Athena bit her lip. Although she was dissatisfied, she didn't dare to goagainst Luther's wishes. She pushed her wheelchair out of the glassroom and all the way to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, she tookout the ice packs that were usually kept there. Then she pushed herwheelchair back to Luther's side and handed him the ice packs.

Luther couldn't be bothered to look at her. He reached out and took theice packs, removing the fever-reducing patch from Alisha's foreheadand replacing it with the ice packs.

Alisha’'s temperature was dangerously high, and it could easily lead tofebrile seizures. Before Jamie arrived, Luther had to help Alisha withphysical cooling.

Athena watched from the side as Luther tenderly and meticulouslycared for Alisha. She felt jealous in her heart.

Because Alisha was his and Joyce's child, that was why he cared somuch.

She had never witnessed such tenderness before. She wished that shewere the one who was sick at this moment, and he was the one takingcare of her.

Seeing Luther giving all his tenderness to someone unrelated, sheeven had the impulse to strangle Alisha. But she knew that she couldn'tdo it now. If Alisha died, she wouldn't be able to control Luther. Lutherwouldn't let her off either; they would definitely have a falling out, whichwas not the outcome she desired. So, for now, she had to endure.Luther applied the ice packs to Alisha, but he felt that the ice was toocold. He gave further instructions to Athena, "Fill a basin with coldwater and bring me a towel.”

Athena gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes in annoyance. Onceagain, she turned around and pushed her wheelchair to the bathroom,fetched a towel and a basin of cold water, and handed them to Luther.She wouldn't bother with anyone else's orders; it was only because ofAlisha that she did it.

Luther's mind was solely focused on Alisha. He carefully helped hercool down, using the ice packs and the cold water-soaked towel toalternate between applying them to her forehead and gently wiping herneck and chest to synchronize the cooling process.

After repeatedly wiping for nearly an hour, he used an ear thermometerto measure Alisha's temperature once again. Finally, it had dropped toaround 39 degrees. Although her temperature was still high, it wasmuch safer than 40 degrees.

At this moment, Jamie had arrived.

Two black-clad individuals escorted him into the villa and removed theblack hood covering his head.

Jamie opened his eyes, adjusting to the light inside the villa. When hesaw the room where Luther was, he quickly approached while carryinghis medical kit. Respectfully, he said, "Mr. Warner, I'm here. Please letme take a look."

Luther and Jamie had a deep friendship, and they could understandeach other with just a glance.

Luther nodded slightly and made space for Jamie to sit down. "This ismy daughter, Alisha. I suspect she has acute pneumonia. Pleasediagnose her properly.”

He didn't hide Alisha's identity. He also understood Jamie's character;he would keep their secret.

Jamie was taken aback. Luther hadn't mentioned anything about adaughter on the phone. He subconsciously glanced at Athena, thewoman who sat in the wheelchair. She was beautiful, but there wassomething unsettling about her. Then he looked at Alisha, who wasexquisitely beautiful and resembled Mr. Warner to some extent.

In this remote location, with this strange woman, Mr. Warner'sdaughter?

Jamie didn't ask further; he trusted Mr. Warner's character. Mr. Warnerwas already married to Joyce, and their love was deep. There must besomething unspeakable.

He took out his stethoscope and carefully listened to Alisha’s lungs."Yes, it is indeed pneumonia. It's progressing rapidly, and she needsintravenous therapy. Mr. Warner, let me test her blood glucose first."After saying that, he immediately took out a small blood glucose meter,a blood collection tube, and a disposable needle.

Luther nodded. He held Alisha's small hand and extended it to Jamie.Jamie gently pricked her finger, squeezing a few drops of blood.Alisha let out a soft hum, half asleep and half awake. She murmured,“Daddy, Daddy."

“I'm here," Luther held Alisha tenderly, his voice trembling withaffection.

After about five minutes, the blood glucose test results were ready.Jamie looked at the indicators on the screen, furrowing his brow."Alisha’s overall health seems weak, is that right? All the bloodparameters are not good. Hemoglobin is low, and platelet count is alsolow.”

He looked at Luther with a puzzled expression. Why? It seemed thatthis child hadn't received proper care.

"She has a weak constitution, and coupled with the sudden onset ofpneumonia, it's a dangerous situation. She needs continuousintravenous therapy for at least seven days, followed by furtherobservation. During these seven days, someone must be with Alisha24/7 because her temperature can spike at any moment. If it spikesand there's no one around, it can easily lead to seizures.”

"This is serious," Luther was shocked, quickly explaining, "Alisha doeshave a weak constitution. It was a miracle that she survived after fallinginto the sea. She depended on instruments and intubation for overthree years after birth. It's a miracle within miracles that she's still alive.I just hope she'll be safe.”

Jamie was momentarily stunned, realizing Luther's meaning. So, thiswas also Joyce's child. He knew about Anderson, and to think thatAlisha and Anderson were fraternal twins.

He could somewhat guess the current situation.

He couldn't help with anything else, so he could only try his best toalleviate Mr. Warner's worries.

"Mr. Warner, please rest assured. I will do everything I can to take careof Alisha. I have brought all the necessary medications. If there's anyshortage, please send someone to purchase them.” With that, he tookout the intravenous needle, the medications, and began preparing forAlisha’s treatment.

"Okay," Luther nodded.

He turned his head and looked at Alisha, who was sleeping peacefully.Her small hand was curled up, holding onto his sleeve tightly. She heldon tightly, afraid that if she let go, he would disappear.

A child's feelings were the most genuine. Alisha could sense thegenuine love he felt for her. That's why she saw him as her pillar ofsupport. She relied heavily on him.

He held Alisha tightly, watching Jamie administer the intravenoustherapy. The delicate blood vessels were almost transparent, but theywere being pierced by the chilling needle. At such a young age, shewas enduring more pain than she should have. It pained Luther's heart.Athena coolly stood on the side, indifferent to it all. She hadn't expectedthat Alisha's fever would have such serious consequences. But it wasfor the best. Luther wouldn't be able to leave for a week now, andAlisha would be especially clingy after falling ill. She would definitelycling to Luther and refuse to let him go.

What would that bitch, Joyce, think after a week without him cominghome?

Thinking of this, a smug smile appeared on Athena's lips.

This time, her method was indeed effective.

She couldn't wait to see how Joyce would react when she found outthat Luther had another woman.

Suddenly, pain shot through her shoulder again. The convulsive painwas difficult to relieve.

She pressed down on the wound with force, gritting her teeth to endureit. That damn Joyce, she would make sure Joyce paid a painful price.