Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Wesley explained, “This is a hospital. You had a fever last night.”

“A fever? Oh…’ She finally got a grasp of the situation. No wonder she felt ache all over her body.

“Did you bring me here?” she asked, although she more or less knew the answer.

Wesley nodded and stood up from the chair.

“Have your breakfast now.”

Blair slowly sat up on the bed and asked casually, “What was my temperature when you brought me here?” She touched her forehead. It felt normal now. The fever was gone, but she felt a Little tired.

“39.8 degrees,” he said.

Blair was taken aback. It had almost touched 40 degrees! ‘Could the fever have affected my brain? Would I become stupid?’ But she still recognized Wesley, so her brain should be fine.

Blair got out of the hospital bed and dragged her weak body to the bathroom to freshen up.

When she was brushing her teeth, she noticed that her arm wasn’t as red and swollen as it was the day before. A new Layer of ointment had been applied to the wound, nourishing her skin. It had a slight fragrance to it.

She wondered who had applied the ointment to her wound. Was it Wesley, or a doctor?

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

When she came out of the bathroom, Wesley had already left. She settled herself back on the bed, and wheeled the cart over that held the bowl of wontons and noodles. She then began eating. She was

already half-done by the time Wesley came back with a few pieces of paper and some boxes of medicine in his hands.

She Looked at him, asking, “You eaten yet?”

He shifted his gaze to her and nodded, “Mmm hmm.”

He quietly waited for her to finish before letting her know how to use the medicine. Staring at his serious profile, Blair said sincerely,

“Thank you, Wesley.” It was good to be his neighbor. She felt protected, safe with him.

And what if she were his girlfriend? She knew that feeling of security would be even more intense.

Betraying no emotion, Wesley threw her a quick glance.

“You’re welcome.” He handed the medicine to her and turned on his heels without a word.

Breaking out of her reverie, Blair found he was gone. She left the bed again, and jogged out of the ward. It wasn’t Long before she caught up to him. He was waiting for her in front of the elevator.

The doors opened. When they were about to step inside, they heard a panting voice call out, “Brother, Sister-in-law…” Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Blair was pretty sure that wasn’t for her, so she continued walking into the elevator. Wesley suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her out. The elevator doors closed again. She turned to look at him, confused.

He coldly pointed to a young man gasping for air behind them. He was dressed in a blue shirt and a white gown, and obviously was out of breath, rushing to catch them before they boarded the elevator. The young doctor looked a little bit like Wesley, but his complexion was much Lighter.

Blair felt Like she had seen him somewhere before.

But that wasn’t important now. He just called Wesley “Brother” and referred to her as “Sister-in-Law!”