Chapter 150 Your Wife Is Pregnant
Jackson's eyes were sullen, and the old lady next to him kept gossiping and staring at them, making him inexplicably annoyed. He raised his hand and directly pulled the curtains between the two hospital beds.
The old lady muttered, "Such a bad temper. Being good-looking is useless. No wonder his wife wants a divorce. He can't compare to the young man just now."
Jackson felt even colder, but she was just a sick old lady, so he didn't want to make a fuss about it.
Terry came back, and Jackson ordered, "Arrange a VIP ward."
Before Terry could move, Lillian on the bed slightly propped herself up and refused. "I don't need it. Just stay for one night, and I'll be discharged tomorrow."
It wasn't a big problem. Taking medicine to reduce the fever would probably make her feel better by tomorrow.
Kevin, being straightforward, had just gone to help her get the test results. Lillian mentioned her pregnancy and asked the doctor to carefully consider the medication. She was worried that if Jackson moved her to another room and consulted the doctor again, she would be exposed.
"You won't rest well here." Jackson disagreed and glanced at Terry.
Lillian became anxious. "Are you worried that I won't rest well, or are you feeling disgusted? Mr. Frane, if you can't stand it, just leave. I don't need your care, and I can take care of myself."
Her emotions were a bit agitated, and Terry looked at Jackson. "Mr. Frane?"
"You go out first," said Jackson.
Terry understood that Jackson agreed with Lillian's intention not to change rooms. He thought, ‘Only Mrs. Frane dares to defy Mr. Frane like this and make him compromise easily.’
Jackson cared about Lillian, but the two of them just couldn't reconcile.
Terry left, and Jackson bent down to touch Lillian's forehead. Lillian turned her head to avoid it, but his big hand still dominantly landed on her forehead. "You're running a high fever, trying to be tough on your own."
With his big hand touching her, Lillian, in her fragile state, might still instinctively yearn for this bit of gentleness. Her heart trembled weakly.
But then Jackson said, "You're sick, and still don't call me. Do you want to get so sick that you become foolish, so you can rely on me for the rest of your life?”
‘She has a fever but doesn't contact me. She actually went to find Kevin instead. And the last time Sean tracked her, she also contacted Kevin.’ Jackson was very angry when he thought about it. His eyes showed impatience, and his emotions fluctuated.
Just as Lillian was starting to feel moved, she heard his sarcastic remarks.
She raised her hand to remove his big hand and said, "If I become a fool from the fever, I won't burden you even if I kill myself."
Jackson sneered. "I've never seen a fool who can kill himself. It's more reliable for you to stick with me."
Lillian choked up.
Fortunately, a nurse came in at that moment. "As Lillian's family, you need to remember to cool her by physical methods and monitor her temperature at all times. If her temperature doesn't go down after an hour, call for help promptly," the nurse said.
Jackson narrowed his eyes slightly at the nurse. "Why not give her fever-reducing medicine?"
Of course, it was because Lillian was pregnant, so she had to avoid taking fever-reducing medicine if possible.
Lillian's heart skipped a beat and she nervously stared at the nurse.
The nurse looked at Jackson strangely. He was strangely handsome, but how could he lack the common sense that pregnant women shouldn't use fever-reducing medicine casually? "Your wife..."
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