Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn)
Chapter 134

Chapter 134

I took Ethan's hand. His palm was also burning

I told Andy to get me a basin of water so that I could try to lower Ethan's temperature.

Ilaid a handkerchief soaked in cold water on his forehead and rubbed his palms, his back, and the back of his foot with alcohol. After I had landed myself for more than an hour, Ethan's temperature finally dropped slightly.

His clothes were soaked, and I didn't have the strength to move him. I told the caregiver to wipe him down and change him into a set of dry clothes

Throughout the entire process, Ethan didn't even open his eyes once.

I felt rather nervous, so I took his hand again and called out to him, "Erban, wake up! Open your eyes and look at me, okay?"

A few seconds after I finished speaking, Ethan slowly opened his eyes.

I couldn't help being delighted. I held on to the railings on the side of the bed and used it to support myself as I stood up. "Ethan, are you awake?"

saw that he looked rather dazed, and he only became more alert after a few seconds.

He stared at me without spealding, and I began to get anxious. I raised my hand and placed it on his forehead. "Did the fever try your brain? Your temperature isn't as high as it was just now."

I turned to tell Andy to call for a doctor, but Ethan grabbed my right hand.

"It didn't fry my brain. His voice was hoarse because of his high fever, and it sounded like silk being tom apart

I turned to look at him, and my gaze rested on his face. I only looked at him for a while, but Ethan's face gradually tumed slightly red.

Was he shy?

I raised an eyebrow and felt the urge to laugh, but 1 suppressed it. "You had a very bad fever just now. Your temperature has just come down slightly. Do you st feel unwell?"

Ethan held my hand tightly and sat up at once. However, perhaps he had used too much strength, he swayed slightly.

I reached out to help him, but he held his forehead and shook his head. "I'm fine. Sit down. Didn't the doctor forbid you from getting out of bed?"

Ethan looked at me rather expressionlessly.

I sat back down in the wheelchair obediently and stared at him. After a while, I couldn't help laughing.

Ethan was confused at my mirth, and his brow wrinkled slightly. "What are you laughing at?"

I coughed and shook my head as I smiled at him. I pointed to the wheelchair I was sitting in. "Don't you think that the two of us are in a very pathetic situation right now?

"We're talking turns sitting in a wheelchair and going to and from our hospital rooms. It feels like I'm popping in to see my neighbor."

Ethan's expression warmed up slightly, but he still looked stern. "If It's possible, I wouldn't want either of us to sta

stay at the hospital or have to use a wheelchair."

He spoke so earnestly that when I looked into his eyes, I couldn't bear to tell the joke that I'd been about to tell.

I looked at my hand, which was clamped tightly in his. Although it hurt a little, and I couldn't help resisting such intimacy, I didn't pull my hand away.

1 pressed my lips together and said, "I'm sorry for speaking to you like that this morning. I wasn't thinking, and I'm sorry."

He probably hadn't expected me to apologize. Ethan was startled and frowned, "You know that I don't want your apology, and I didn't mind what you said this morning. I just don't like the fact that you keep resisting me." Ethan's voice was extremely hoarse, so he lost his voice every so often mid-sentence. He cleared his throat. "You know something, Eve? I don't even know how to behave around you anymore.

"There was a period when I felt really upset because I couldn't understand why you suddenly didn't like me anymore. In f

seemed to hate me.

"You clearly used to like me so much in the past. You said that you would stay by my side and that you'd always like me. You are with me, studied with me, and 1 became used to having your company. "Then you suddenly disappeared. Not only that, you treat me as if I were a piece of trash. It feels like it disgusts you to even come into the slightest bit of contact with me.'

The intense light in Ethan's eyes grew dim as he laughed self-deprecatingly.

I felt a piercing pain in my heart. It felt as if I'd been pricked with a needle, and it made me feel very uncomfortable