You Hit My Heart
Chapter 63

Chapter 63

He carried her to his soft giant bed, gently laid her down, rested herwhite slender legs on his knees, took

off the slippers on her feet for her, then helped her lie down andcovered her with the quilt.

Not long after, Jamie soon arrived.

He brought the medical kit and after taking Joyce's temperature andlistening carefully to her lungs, he

frowned, "The fever can be quite serious. Her breath sounds in herlungs are heavy with rales and there must be an

infection in the lungs. What did she do today?"

Luther returned, "She jumped into a canal today and saved a man fromdrowning.’

Then she went with him to the 704th Army Hospital, caught a cold, anddid not change her clothes in time.

Finally, she went to the supermarket and made dinner when they cameback. It had been a really long day.

He blamed himself for he failed to notice just how exhausted she musthave been and let her do all the

things.

Jamie removed the stethoscope from his ear, “No wonder, it's chokingpneumonia.

“Is it something serious?" Luther's face changed.

"Not really. Only a small amount of water, and the water is relativelyclean. The human respiratory tract has

some ability to heal itself and is able to expel and absorb water. I giveher an antibacterial and a fever-reducing

injection. She should get better in a week or so. If she still has apersistent high fever of over 40 degrees in the

morning, she will need to go to the hospital for oxygen therapy.”

Jamie finished, took the injection from the medical kit, and lifted thesleeve of Joyce's left arm.

Joyce had fallen asleep in a daze and felt a tingling in her arm as shedrifted off. She frowned gently and

fell back to sleep.

After the injection, Jamie packed up the medical kit, explained to Lutherhow she should take her

medication, and finally asked, "Mister, do you have any ice packs athome?"

Luther nodded, "Yes."

"Put ice packs on her forehead repeatedly, and rotate them a little morediligently. Physical cooling is more

effective.” Jamie handed the medicine to Luther, "I'l go first, call me ifthings are not right, also call me if her

temperature gets over 42 degrees or she would have troublebreathing.’

After Jamie left.

Luther took some ice packs out of the freezer and took a small portablerefrigerator to the head of the bed.

He placed the ice packs on Joyce's forehead and placed the rest of theice packs in the portable mini-fridge.

Joyce, who had been sleeping hard and wriggling around all the time,felt the cool and refreshing sensation

and quiet down instantly.

Luther sat on the edge of the bed, looking at this usually cold andarrogant girl, who now showed all her

delicateness to him. Her lips were a bit pale, her cheeks abnormallyscarlet, and her long eyelashes left a fan-

shaped shadow, like a fragile porcelain doll.

He reached out and smoothed out her lightly furrowed brow, andcouldn't help but stroke across her

flawless cheek, which felt just so soft, smooth, and delicate.

It was hard to imagine, how the hero in the day who could jump into theriver without hesitation would end

up like this at night.

It was chaotic in the morning and he was in a hurry, and now he hadthe chance to think about it.

That scene deeply shocked his mind.

I never knew a woman could have such a powerful personality.

Joyce suddenly felt the warmth close to her, and she instinctivelyleaned toward the source of warmth. At

first, she just hugged his arm and then curled up in his arms.

He felt extremely relieved to see her sleeping.

Luther could not bear to push her away and simply lay down besideher, letting her rest in his arms.

In the light, he could see her slightly open collar, and her glowing snow-white yet at the same time pinky skin.

She felt soft, yet his breath was a little tight. There was a surge of heatthat came up and rubbed off, and

the temperature of his body went up.

Taking a deep breath and holding himself together, he turned on hisside and took out a new ice pack from the bed for her to replace the oldones.

She was still burning hot.

The instant coolness didn't sit well with Joyce, and she dazedly movedher leg, hung onto his lap, and went back to sleep.

Luther grunted and hurriedly took hold of her other foot that had beenin some weird position.

She's really too good at replaceing places to put her leg...