IV FLUIDS

Marcia also lay down on the sofa, "Yes, we won the war earlier," she said.

"Unfortunately, our team has been injured," said Marcia,

Hearing Marcia's words, Megan immediately got up. Then she stood up and immediately went to the kitchen to cook something. After finishing, she immediately took its to Ethan's house. Repeatedly rang the bell, but no one opened the door. After that, Assistant Crist opened the door.

"Why did it take so long to open the door?" asked Megan in surprise.

"Master has a slight fever," Assistant Crist replied.

"What, he has a fever?" asked Megan.

"Here I brought this, can you take me to see it!" Megan pleaded.

Assistant Crist also took the lunch box, then escorted Megan to Ethan's room.

Seen Ethan closed his eyes, Assistant Crist leaving Megan in the room.

Megan slowly walked to the side of Ethan's bed, "He said you have a fever," she mumbled softly as she placed a hand on Ethan's forehead.

'Yeah he has a fever' thought Megan.

Just wanted to lift her hand from his forehead. However, the man snarling in his sleep.

"Do not go... don't," Ethan snarled.

Megan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ethan's cloth-wrapped hands. She rubbed it gently and said, "Get well soon," she said while blowing Ethan's hand which was being hurt.

After visiting, Megan came out of the room Ethan. Seeing that Assistant Crist is still there, Megan asked, "Does the pain in her stomach recur frequently?"

"After separating from Madam, the pain has recurred several times," replied Assistant Crist.

"How about his diet?" asked Megan again

"A little disorganized," said Assistant Crist.

"The porridge that I cook, just reheat it when Master wakes up," Megan said as she left Ethan's house.

In the middle of the night, Ethan wakes out of the room. Assistant Crist was still at home, seeing his master wake up immediately assistant Crist went to the kitchen to warm up the porridge.

"What do you want?" asked Ethan who saw that Assistant Crist was taking a lunch box from the refrigerator. "Heating abalone porridge," said Assistant Crist.

"Abalone porridge, did Madam come?" asked Ethan.

"Yes, she come to bring this for Master," replied Assistant Crist.

Ethan thought for a moment, then said "You're home. I'll just heat it myself."

"But Master," said Assistant Crist.

"Just go home, I'm not a baby," said Ethan again.

Hearing that his master had spoken like that, Assistant Crist immediately left the master's house.

In the car, Assistant Crist took his cellphone and called Megan, "Madam, can you look after Master for tonight!"

"Mr. Mo just asked me to go home," said assistant Crist.

"Emm... then I'll help you to take care of him," Megan replied.

After hanging up the cell phone, Megan immediately went to Ethan's house. Assistant Crist immediately gave her access to his master's house key.

Megan entered the house, just as she entered there was a 'cracking' sound of a bowl breaking.

Ethan tried to heat the porridge, but with one hand, unexpectedly made a bowl broke as it slipped out of his hand.

"What are you doing?" asked Megan.

"What are you doing?" asked Ethan back as he wanted to clean up the broken bowl.

"Let me do it, you go and rest!" she said.

Megan quickly cleaned up the shards. Ethan sat in a chair watching her.

Megan opened the refrigerator, looked at the contents in the refrigerator, and took some food. Remember Assistant Crists words, if Ethan's stomach is in hurt again.

Megan started cooking, light-tasting food, good for the stomach. Cutting, boiling, steaming.

Ethan watched Megan's cooking style. He was really sorry when got married, he miss a sweet sight like this.

Megan turned, then brought a spoon filled with gravy. "How, do you like the taste?"

"If you don't like it, I'll make another one," Megan said again.

Ethan took a sip of the gravy and then replied, "I like it... like it," he replied while staring at Megan.

Feeling looked at strangely, Megan's face turned red. "I'll get a bowl for you," Megan said.

A bowl of soup was ready to be served, Megan put it on the dining table, "Here, take and try!" Megan said.

Ethan was silent.

"Didn't you say you liked it?" asked Megan.

Ethan raised his aching hand, then said, "Feed me."

'Feed it,' thought Megan.

"Are you a baby, asking to be fed?" said Megan.

"Hey, my hand is hurting. How can I eat for myself!" Ethan replied.

Seeing that one bowl was broken, Megan pulled up the chair next to Ethan and began to feed him. Ethan quickly finished the soup.

Then he said again, "More."

Megan poured another bowl, then feed him again. When finished Ethan said again, "More."

Once again, Megan poured another bowl and fed again. Once finished, Megan immediately just say, "If you want more then eat alone."

Ethan stopped adding portions, "Do you still have a fever?" asked Megan.

"Has not?" Ethan replied.

"Where's the medicine box?" Megan asked.

Ethan pointed to a drawer in his kitchen. Megan opened it and took a thermometer.

"Open your mouth!" Megan ordered.

Ethan obediently opened his mouth, Megan put the thermometer in Ethan's mouth.

It didn't take long for Megan to pull out the thermometer from Ethan's mouth. "40 degrees celsius," Megan said.

"It's already this high still say it doesn't hurt. You are human isn't it?" Megan asked slightly angry.

"Hurry back to your room and sleep!" Megan ordered like a mother who just scolded a child five years old. Ethan obeyed, went to the room, his bed, pulled the blanket. Feeling full, he fell asleep quickly.

Megan cleaned up the cutlery, then stepped into Ethan's room to check the situation.

"His body temperature is still hot," she said.

Megan immediately ran to her house, and woke Marcia, "Do you have IV fluids?" asked Megan.

"What's ... um for whom?" asked Marcia.

"Ethan has a fever," Megan replied.

Marcia immediately took the IV fluid, then went to Ethan's house and put the IV in.

"Well, tomorrow he'll feel better," Marcia said.

"Are you going to stay?" asked Marcia.

Megan looked at Ethan, then replied, "I guess."

"You go home," Megan said to Marcia.

After Marcia came home, Ethan's hand gripped Megan's hand tightly then mumbled again, "Honey, I finally found you."

"I know I was wrong, I'm sorry," Ethan said half-consciously.

Megan was stunned, still standing when she heard Ethan's nostalgic words. Megan wanted to let go of her ex-husband's hand which was gripping tightly.

Feeling that fighting back would wake Ethan up, Megan relented. Kneeling on the side of the bed, then put his head on the side bed and began to fall asleep while holding hands with Ethan.