Fever Code Novels & Stories

Jenson walked to the bedside and shouted a few times, “Daddy.” Baby Robbie screamed, “Daddy’s face is red. He’s having a fever.” “Mm.” Jenson nodded as a cold ray of light streaked across his eyes. “I’ll go get some medicine for Daddy’s fever,” said Baby Robbie as he rummaged through the drawers and cabinets. Jenson let out a sigh. “Baby Robbie, Daddy’s not sick.” Baby Robbie doubled back. “Then why is Daddy’s face so red?” “Because he’s in… Heat. We’re not referring to body temperature here,” said Jenson.

I'm not important enough for her to rely on. After a brief wait, the doctor arrived and attended to Allegra's condition. Upon examination, he advised medication to alleviate her symptoms. Although he suspected a viral infection, he was concerned over her high fever, which had reached 104° F. It was imperative that the fever subsided within the next twenty-four hours, and told her to properly take care of her to ensure a speedy recovery. With any luck, she'd be feeling better by this time tomorrow.

And my heart fucking stutters. “You look worried,” I whisper, my voice hoarse. He doesn’t bother denying it. “Of course I’m worried.” Leaning forward, he gently presses the back of his palm to my neck and forehead. “You’re burning up. I think you have a fever.” “A fever,” I echo numbly. Now that I think about it, my throat feels sore all of a sudden. And my joints ache like I just ran a thousand-mile marathon. “Sorry.” I whisper, lowering my gaze.

She then took out a thermometer to measure his body temperature. “Your body temperature is 38.6 degrees Celcius. You have a fever!” Quincy’s gaze was filled with worry as she said, “I’ll give you some fever-reducing medicine. After that, take a hot shower. If you’re not feeling well, take some rest.” “It’s fine. The butler will come over to fetch me soon.” Sirius rejected her concern. Quincy did not let him do as he wished now. Her expression turned sterner as she said, “You’re having a high fever now. You need to take some medicine so that your fever goes down. Be good and listen to what I say.”

Kenneth felt her neck again and said, “I think so.” “Maybe I just feel warm. Does orgasm cause fever?” Freya asked. “It doesn’t, right?” Kenneth chuckled. He really was smiling often lately, and Freya just couldn’t help but take pleasure in it. He put the thermometer under her arm and responded, “It doesn’t. You probably caught something.” The reading said she had a fever. Kenneth sighed. His face tightened with concern. “I’ll get some medicine. You were sneezing in the car earlier.”

“Hunter, Kayden is moaning, laying on the floor, how can I say, I don’t know how to say it right, he came back to normal.” Hunter is quick. “Ah! Got it, that’s great, let’s see how he is.” Hunter gets to the living room and crouches beside Kayden, he’s sweating, his lips are dry, he’s mumbling some words. I put my hand on his forehead and confirm what I was suspicious of, Kayden is burning in fever. “Hunter, he has a fever, it seems high, do you have a thermometer?” He goes to the bathroom and gets the thermometer in the first aid kit.

She put a hand to her forehead and felt a searing sensation. "Oh no, I'm running a fever," she thought. “However, I took medication. What's causing my temperature to persist? Teddy is entirely to blame. How could I have had a fever from getting wet in the rain if it weren't for his useless questions?"

Liora exclaimed, placing her hand on Caroline's forehead. "Mommy, you have a fever!" Liora gasped in alarm. Caroline was taken aback. She hadn't realized she had a fever but now felt dizzy. She reached for the drawer and grabbed an infrared thermometer. Liora leaned in to see. "Mommy, it's 38°C! You need medicine!" Caroline patted Liora's thigh. "Go outside, Lia. I don't want you to catch it if it's contagious." "Okay, Mommy!" Liora nodded and hurried out of the room.

“I’m used to seeing you acting impenetrable, so this feels…weird.” “Sorry, I put you in a weird position.” I snap back at him again. “Your back-to-back shot are entertaining though, but this is not the kind of reaction I wanted.” He says calmly. I don’t understand what he is saying but I remain silent. His hand falls on my forehead, feeling my skin and despite my aversion, I lean into his touch. “You’re developing a fever, you need to get out of your wet clothes.” He says gently. Fever…