Chapter 559 High Fever The person who stepped out of the car was Moses. He quickly approached Josie, a sense of urgency in his. voice as he spoke, âMr. Russell is in trouble.â
His words were spoken in a hushed tone, not wanting others to overhear.
Josie couldnât help but feel concerned. With so many people protecting Dexter, what could have possibly happened to him?
Josie furrowed her brows in worry as she asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
âHis fever wonât go down.â
There was a brief moment of silence as Josie processed Mosesâ words. She observed his face closely.
noticing the fine beads on his forehead. It was clear that he had rushed over to deliver this news.
Moses, who used to be rebellious towards Dexter, now appeared genuinely concerned for him. Josie couldnât help but feel a twinge of worry herself.
âAnd? What does it have to do with me? Iâm not a doctor,â she muttered, faking a hint of detachment in her voice/
Moses grew increasingly anxious, his voice trembling slightly. âHe has been calling out your name nonstop⦠Please, come with me. He refuses to take the medicine, and his condition is getting serious.â
Dexter caught a cold last night, and combined with his unhealed injuries, he fell ill the next day.
He had a high fever and was delirious, refusing to let a doctor see him, and kept calling Josieâs name.
Larry, the secretary, told Moses to quickly find someone who could help.
Josie, on the other hand, had been hoping for a peaceful day, but now she was compelled to go see Dexter. She was far from pleased. âMoses, you need to understand one thing. I have no obligation to take care of him. When someone is sick, they should see a doctor, not come to me and talk nonsense.â
However, Moses was undeterred by her resistance. âWhen you were away, he spent a lot of time and effort looking for you in Rivodia for two months. Since your return, he has been occupied with your studio⦠He hasnât had a proper nightâs sleep. He even stood outside your building all night yesterdayâ¦
Did he stand outside all night?
Josie furrowed her brows slightly; although worried about Dexterâs condition, she said matter-of-factly, âIâve never asked him to do all of this.â
Moses froze, realizing that he had misjudged Josieâs feelings for Dexter, and began to turn away.
As Josieâs gaze followed Mosesâ desolate figure, a pang of guilt tugged at her heart. The memory of Dexter turning away the previous night flashed before her eyes. She found herself clutching her sleeves tightly.
Just as Moses was about to get into the car, Josieâs voice rang out, âWait! Iâll go with you!â
Moses paused, his eyes widening in surprise.
Dexter was still in the hotel room, refusing to allow the doctor inside. The staff breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Josie. She tightened her lips and instructed, âCome in with me She knew the layout and placement of everything in the room better than anyone else.
The room was messy, with broken items scattered on the floor from Dexterâs temper tantrums.
Josie carefully walked over and saw Dexter lying in bed, sleeping with a high fever. He looked very uncomfortable, with his arms red and trembling. His lips had turned pale, and his breathing was heavy.
He was as stubborn as she had anticipated.
Requesting the doctorâs assistance, Josie watched as they examined Dexter. His temperature was measured at a high thirty-nine point four degrees.
The doctor administered an injection, causing Dexter to wince in pain.
Josie observed closely for any signs of the fever subsiding. The doctor prescribed some medicine and instructed her. âMake sure he takes the medicine with warm water. Iâll be outside. Call me immediately if anything happens.â
Josie held the medicine in her hand. The hot water she had prepared had already started cooling down.
âThank you, doctor,â she expressed her gratitude.
Following the doctorâs instructions, Josie opened the medicine and sat by the bed.
With great effort, she aided Dexter in sitting up, allowing him to lean against her for support. âDexter, wake up. Take the medicine first. Itâs me,â she called out.