"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"
I coughed hard and barely opened my heavy eyelids. In a daze, I saw a familiar face in front of me...
"Hmm..."
"It seems to be Patrick, right?"
I pushed the man. And I heard him say in my ear, "Are you awake? I'll help you get up and drink some water."
I shook my head.
He added, "The doctor said that you had a high fever. So you need to drink more hot water. Come on. I'll feed you."
His words made me even more worried.
I lay there with my eyes closed, "You don't have to do that. I'll infect you."
No one else fed others water in such a way as he did.
"You can infect me as long as you're cured."
I closed my eyes. But I could feel that there seemed to be a smile on his face when he spoke.
In fact, Patrick didn't know how to take care of someone well at all.
During the period when I woke up, sometimes, I was awake. And sometimes, I was in a daze. But I could always feel that he was walki
