The Fever Code Novels & Stories

“You’ve definitely got a fever.” I shot a wary glance at the window, feeling as panic began to claw its way up my throat. This wasn’t an ordinary fever, I knew what this was, and it was the last thing I needed right now. This was my heat.

He didn’t even get a cold, and now, he was sick because he missed her! “He’s having a high fever of 40°C. He’s burning hot like a furnace, so what do you think?” Lucas’s voice was laced with concern. Charlotte became even more nervous, and a layer of sweat began to appear on her forehead. “Then, did you guys send him to the hospital? Did you give him an antipyretic?”

kind. I stepped closer, leaned down, and brushed the hair off his forehead. He flinched. His skin was burning. “Shit,” I muttered and dropped my bag immediately. I pulled the little thermometer out from the side pocket — yeah, I carry one around, don’t judge me. My mom’s a nurse. It’s like a reflex. The reading came back: 39.1°C. That’s fever territory. Serious fever. Panic started crawling up my spine. I ran to the bathroom, grabbed a towel, soaked it in cold water, and came back to press it gently against his forehead.

"What did you do?" "Keane bullied me, I kicked him, just..." Jasper felt wronged and tried to speak again, "Dear, my fever doesn’t seem to be subsiding." Summer raised her hand and touched her forehead, then touched his body again. His body temperature was very hot, he was really feverish.

His wound had reopened. Beep. The sudden beeping alerted them that Maverick’s fever had surged to 40.5 degrees Celsius. Maverick. Valencia clasped her hands together to recite a prayer to whatever god was out there. Please, let Maverick be safe.

What am I going to say? He frowned when Fuji and Raul Frey faced him at the same time. "You're sick?" Fuji touched my forehead. "Oh! You're hot!" I grinned. "Why, thank you! I was born hot, you know---" "No. Literally," Fuji said seriously. "You're hot as in... you have a fever!" Eh? I touched my forehead. Yes. It's hot. Alas, the dinosaur has developed a fever. That's why I'm dizzy. Rawr!

And right now, I feel like I’m dying. She crosses the kitchen, stopping in front of me and putting her hand on my cheek. “Jesus, you’re burning up.” She grabs the thermometer. “One-oh-three point four. That’s really high, and you’ve had a fever for over twenty-four hours. Maybe you should go into the ER or something. You could be dehydrated.” “I don’t need to go to the ER.”

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?

"The grandmother gave me temporary power of attorney this week. The mother is in a coma downstairs, and the grandmother is with her. It was arranged that I'd keep the kids while she stays with her daughter." The doctor looked at the document on the screen, then at Simon, and something in her expression softened. "I see. Well, Mr...?" "Hart. Simon Hart." "Mr. Hart, we ran some tests on Lily. There's no infection. Her blood work is normal. There's nothing indicating a physical cause for this fever." She paused. "It's likely a stress reaction. Children, especially sensitive ones, can develop fevers when they're going through an emotionally intense situation."

, He said to me, more like a threat. I guess that's the only way I would do as I have been told. I shyly opened my mouth, accepting the thermometer. Kelvin almost laughed from relief. "Good girl." After few minutes, a beep was heard. Kelvin tried not to look surprise, so as not to scare me. I had a fever, but it wasn't too bad, but wasn't slight either. So all together, I had scrams, fever and headache. No wonder I was miserable. He gently brushed some hair away from my face.