Chapter 60 Patricia has a Fever
Time seemed to have passed by in a blur, and Patricia finally cried herself out, having fully vented her emotions. Then she withdrew from his embrace, her head lowered in embarrassment as she wiped away the tears from her face.
However, as soon as her hand touched her cheek, she instinctively gasped in pain. In the midst of her crying earlier, she hadn't noticed the pain.
Now, she finally noticed the burning sensation on her face.
Martin immediately released her hand and spoke gently, "Does your face hurt? Wait here, I'll go get you some ice. The doctor said applying ice can help relieve the pain."
Patricia was afraid and held onto his hand, not wanting him to leave.
Martin reassured her, patting her hand, "Don't worry, there's a security guard outside the door. No one will come in. I'll be back soon."
Upon hearing that there was a security guard outside, Patricia finally let go of him.
Martin rubbed her head, left the hospital room, and returned shortly with a few ice cubes wrapped in a towel. Carefully, he placed the ice on her face.
The cool sensation of the ice eased the pain considerably.
Martin was concerned that it might be too cold, which could be harmful to her nerves, so he alternated the towel between both sides of her face.
"How does it feel? If it's too cold, I can wrap another towel around it."
Patricia tentatively moved her lips. Although she still felt some pain, it was much better than before. "Am... am I in the hospital now?"
"Yes, you're in the room next to Randy's," Martin replied in a husky voice, as soothing as a fine red wine, spreading a captivating warmth.
For a moment, Patricia's mind wandered, and then she remembered something and hurriedly said, "Surveillance, check the surveillance..."
"Rest assured, I've already asked Alan to check the surveillance footage. I won't let anyone who has tried to hurt you get away," Martin comforted her.
"Not that!" Patricia became anxious, and in her excitement, she inadvertently touched her injured face, causing her to grimace in pain.
Martin felt heartbroken, couldn't help but lean down, and gently blew on her cheek. "Does it hurt a lot? Endure it a little longer, and the pain will subside after 24 hours."
His voice was soft, and his warm breath brushed against her cheek and ear. The night, the proximity, and the atmosphere were indescribably ambiguous.
Patricia's heart skipped a beat, and her mind became chaotic. Seeing that she remained silent, Martin thought his method was working and blew on the other cheek.
"Whenever Randy got injured in the past, he would ask me to do this. He said it worked well, and now it seems to be effective."
Patricia's face blushed crimson, her heart racing, and her breathing becoming heavier. She didn't know if it was effective, but she knew that she didn't feel the pain at the moment.
Looking at the handsome face so close to her, Patricia was afraid that if things continued like this, she would fall for him once again. Unable to resist, she pushed him away.
"That's enough. It doesn't hurt that much anymore."
Martin didn't think too much of it, moved back slightly, and continued to apply the cold compress to her cheek.
The ambiguous atmosphere lingered between the two of them. The hospital room was so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeat.
Unable to bear this atmosphere, Patricia broke the silence, "Ambulances have surveillance cameras. If I am guessing right, and they succeeded in setting me up. Debbie and Manda must have relaxed their guard on the ambulance, so check the surveillance on it to find evidence of their plot against me.”
At that time, she obediently went to the detention center, with the intention of getting Debbie and her mother to let their guard down so they could reveal the truth. She knew that the two of them would definitely try to attack her while she was there, but she didn't expect to encounter a scum like Cody. It was really a close call.
Martin's gaze darkened, and he spoke meaningfully, "I've already asked Alan to take care of it!"
Patricia looked at him in surprise, "Did you also think about the surveillance on the ambulance?"
"Mhmm!" Martin nodded, "I can't be sure, I'm just trying it out."
Trembling, Patricia asked, "So... what's the result?"
Without providing a definite answer, Martin consoled her, "Leave this matter to me. I will uncover the truth and give you justice."
Hearing that something was off in his words, Patricia's heart sank.
"Did something go wrong with the surveillance?"
Afraid that she would continue to speculate and overthink, Martin hurriedly said, "We were a step too late; the surveillance has already been deleted! But Luke is working on restoring it. With his abilities, it shouldn't be too difficult."
Upon hearing this, Patricia breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Luke was a genius programmer second only to Charles. His abilities were definitely strong. With him taking care of it, there shouldn't be a problem.
Martin couldn't help but gently caress her uninjured forehead with his long fingers, lightly rubbing it.
"Don't overthink it now. Rest well. If you feel uncomfortable, just let me know. I'll be by your bedside."
The warmth in the palm of his hand seemed to seep into her skin. Patricia felt her forehead burning intensely, as if there was a fire, causing her mouth to feel dry.
"What about Randy...?"
Her voice was extremely hoarse, like a traveler wandering in the desert.
Martin turned his body slightly and gestured toward the sofa.
Following his gaze, Patricia suddenly noticed Randy sleeping on the sofa, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Randy has been here the whole time? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Thankfully, we didn't wake him up."
Martin shrugged nonchalantly, "Since you came back, Randy has been sleeping well. And he didn't take a nap during the day, so he's sleeping soundly now. He's fine!"
Seeing Randy sleeping peacefully, Patricia couldn't help but smile. "You should get some rest too."
Martin raised an eyebrow, teasing her. "Where should I sleep? The sofa is occupied by Randy, and you've taken the bed."
Understanding the hidden meaning in his words, Patricia blushed slightly, her eyelashes fluttering. She simply tilted her head and ignored him.
A faint smile spread across Martin's lips, like ripples on the surface of water. "Rest well. Let me know if you need anything." With that, he turned to leave, holding the melted ice in his hand.
"Thank you!" Patricia suddenly spoke up.
"Hmm?" Martin stopped in his tracks, looking at her in surprise.
Patricia had her back turned to him. "I know it was you who spoke to the people inside and made them slip a knife to me for self-defense."
At the mention of this, the smile on Martin's lips vanished, replaced once again by self-blame and regret.
"It's my fault. I thought sending you to the detention center would help Debbie and her mother relax their guard, making it easier to investigate the truth. I never expected that there would be a scum like that in the police station. It's my fault for not protecting you well enough and allowing you to get hurt."
Patricia stiffened all over.
After a while, she slowly turned around, gazing deeply at Martin. "This is not your fault! At least, you believed in me."
And he had been by her side this whole time.
If it weren't for him pulling her out of the nightmare earlier, she might have already broken down by now. These things were enough to move her.
Martin looked at her, feeling as if an invisible thread had wrapped around his heart, tightening it inch by inch.
To break the oppressive atmosphere, he forced a casual tone and said, " I happen to have good judgment."
Patricia laughed, her gentle expression looking incredibly beautiful. The tension in the atmosphere instantly eased.
This was the first peaceful conversation between the two after their reunion.
Martin didn't break his promise and stayed by Patricia's bedside the entire night. He dealt with official business on the computer while keeping an eye on Patricia's condition.
Late at night, Patricia suddenly developed a high fever. She was delirious and speaking incoherent words.
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