Blue Lips And Fever Novels & Stories

The medicine didn’t seem to touch her fever at all. I sat beside the couch for a moment, watching her. Her fingers clutched the blanket like she was hanging onto a ledge. Then, suddenly, her grip loosened. Her eyes opened again, but this time they looked darker. Hotter. The fever had changed. Her skin flushed from her throat to her cheeks. She tugged at the collar of her clothes like the fabric hurt. “It’s too hot,” she whispered. “I can’t… breathe…” “Kaela, wait..”

More importantly, they saw Liam who's on the table, making some supplement. Zelia immediately went to her mother's side as she check her temperature using her hand who's on Empress Zenneth's forehead while the other hand is on the forehead of Zelia to compare their temperature. "She has a fever."Zelia commented as she worriedly look at her mother who was panting while her cheeks were red as she was sweating heavily

"He’s too hot. Get the thermometer. Now!" The next six hours stripped everything else away. The gala, the diamonds, the board members, none of it mattered as Liam’s fever spiked to 104. The house physician was paged, but the man was terrified, his breathing ragged as he whimpered for "Mommy" through cracked lips.

I couldn’t stand seeing her like this—so vulnerable, so fragile. Her brow was slick with sweat, and her breathing became shallow and uneven. I pressed my palm against her forehead, only to feel a spike of heat. “Damn it,” I muttered under my breath. Liora moved quickly beside me, assessing the situation. Her face was set in concentration. “Her body is fighting it,” she said quietly, eyes flicking between me and Raven. The fever is high, but it’s not an infection. It’s just… her body reacting to everything.”

"Bob..." Rebecca whispered. She rubbed Bob's closed face, feeling the softness and coolness of the soft touch of the woman's hand. Since earlier Bob felt his head heavy and his body hot, he thought he had a fever, and felt his body heating up. Slowly, Bob opened his eyes. The touch of this woman's hand was so airy and cold. Bob caught Rebecca's face and embraced the woman's body. "Miss Jones, I have a fever," Bob complained.

The two buttons of his shirt were alos open and she could see his skin turning red. She lifted her hand and touched his ear. "Why your ears are red?" This was the time when she realized that his ears were not red but also burning. He was not in hot so it can be a fever. "Sylvester you have a fever." She sounded worried making Sylvester laugh. "I can not have fever. I am an alpha king. We don't have fever." His voice was husky and Gia only stared at him with disbelief. This damn alpha king. "You are sick."

I am now holding her lid. "My eyes?" “Yes. Your eyes. ” “What will be wrong with my eyes? They are still round and blue. So what should I be worried about?” She's laugh even more. Doesn’t she know what her eyes look like now? Didn't she see that they were already red. Can't she remember what happened to her when she had a high fever? I want to open my mouth but nothing comes out of my mouth. "Are you sure there's nothing really wrong with your eyes?"

"I have a fever, I feel awful... you're the only one who can take care of me..." Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her body pressed against his. Rocco reflexively tried to push her away. "Livia, stand up straight..." "Don't push me..." Livia's voice was a whiny purr. "I'm dizzy, I can't stand..." Rocco looked at me, his eyes pleading for me to understand. "Aurelia, she might really have a fever, look how red her face is..." I watched the scene, and it was pathetic. Livia's face was red, sure, but her eyes were clear, her breathing even. A fever? Please.

His vision had become a little blurry because of this damn fever. “Tsk! I knew you’d be like this!” Very upset to see Arsen lying weak, wanting no help. Lyra sat right next to Arsen and put the back of her hand on his forehead. Arsenic’s face was completely red. Lyra glared when she felt the temperature on Arsen. “Your body temperature is very high! And you still don’t want to be treated by anyone? Are you crazy, Arsen?!” Lyra snorted again. As for Arsenic? The man didn’t seem to care. But don’t deny it either.

She walked over and saw a man's pitch black eyes staring at her, unable to see his emotions. She reached out her hand and touched his forehead, to his surprise, it was the image of a fever, she was shocked and said to him, "Wait a moment, I will bring the thermometer over." She took out an infrared thermometer, and all she needed to do was to lightly touch Gabriel's forehead. She lightly tapped on it and instantly measured a temperature of 39.2 degrees. "You're having a fever!" Cynthia was so scared, why was this man having a fever when she was perfectly fine?