Chapter 1727: Chapter 1717: Old Master Li Woke Up!
Enna Clark felt as if she were boiling hot, like a shrimp about to burst from heat.
“Hmm…”
She was extrely uncomfortable, and a cat-like whimper escaped her throat.
So hot.
So uncomfortable.
But her eyelids were too heavy, too heavy to open.
She just felt herself being flipped back and forth, not knowing what was happening.
If she knew that Baron Lawrence was using thousands of dollars of white liquor to help her reduce her fever, she probably wouldn’t know what expression to make.
White liquor as a fever reducer is a folk redy, sothing Baron Lawrence certainly would have scoffed at before. But now, he couldn’t care less.
He poured the white liquor onto a towel and slowly wiped the skin of the little woman on the bed…
In an instant, the bottle of white liquor was used up, and Enna Clark’s skin began to turn red.
Maybe it was too uncomfortable; she groaned again and waved her hand.
It might have been a coincidence, but her hand just struck Baron Lawrence’s hand. In her high fever, Enna Clark was completely unaware.
She just felt she touched sothing cool in her fiery state and instinctively tightened her grip on the ‘thing’ she held.
Baron Lawrence’s hand was suddenly gripped tightly by soone, and a soft sensation ca from the palm. His throat moved, and he looked down, gazing at the slender and weak wrist of the little woman, which gave no indication of her strength when she was stubborn.
But now.
A circle of green and purple marks stood out on that delicate and pale wrist.
Baron Lawrence’s eyes turned sharp as needles, and the other hand at his side suddenly clenched into a fist.
He knew better than anyone how those marks ca to be.
It was precisely because he knew that his chest felt suffocatingly uncomfortable.
He realized that his emotions were nearly out of control at that ti. He had always thought he was controlling himself well enough, at least without harming her.
But with the truth right before him, Baron Lawrence suddenly thought that his belief that he hadn’t hard her was a joke!
“Hmm…” Enna Clark moved uncomfortably again at this mont and released his hand.
Baron Lawrence stood as still as a stone, his hawk-like eyes fixated on the person on the bed. After a mont, he silently covered her with a blanket, touched her forehead where the temperature had dropped significantly, and left with the basin and towel.
Scott Harris had been waiting outside the door. Seeing him co out, he imdiately asked, “Lord, how is Ms. Clark?”
He greatly respected Enna Clark; Ms. Clark had a good temperant and was a nice person. Even without the relationship with the Lord, he would care about Ms. Clark.
“The fever has broken, but she’s still asleep.”
Only then did he notice the weariness in the man’s brows, a kind of fatigue he had never seen on the Lord’s face before.
Ms. Clark’s fever has broken, shouldn’t the Lord be happy?
His heart stirred, and before he could think more, the phone in the villa suddenly rang.
“I’ll get it,” Scott Harris quickly walked over, picked up the landline phone, and spoke steadily, “Hello.”
Imdiately, his face changed dramatically, his expression both surprised and delighted. He hung up the phone and quickly walked toward Baron Lawrence.
Standing reverently, he suppressed his excitent and said, “Lord, the hospital called, and the Old Lord has awakened.”
The Old Master waking up is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the Lawrence Family!
Moreover, for the Lord, it is also a piece of good news.
Others might not know, but he knows well that though the Lord and the Old Master appear not to get along, in reality, the Lord deeply respects the Old Master.
This ti, with the Old Master hospitalized and critically ill, the Lord has been the most concerned!
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