"Letting the fever continue like this isn't a solution..."
"Then what should we do? We can't persuade Mr. Jones to go to the hospital..."
Christine Quinn had already turned and walked into the bathroom.
A moment later, Christine Quinn came out of the bathroom with a damp towel. She sat on the edge of the bed and placed it on Skyler Jones' forehead. "This should help reduce the fever..."
The housekeeper said, "Right, I almost forgot..."
Christine Quinn said to the housekeeper, "Since he refuses to take medicine or injections, stay here and help him change the towel, every ten minutes..."
The housekeeper looked conflicted, "Well... Madam... It's not appropriate for me, right? How about you stay here to take care of Mr. Jones, since you don't have anything planned today..."
"I..."
"Please, I'm counting on you." The housekeeper gave a deep bow.
"Hey, housekeeper..." Christine Quinn hadn't finished speaking when the housekeeper hastily pulled Marie out of the room.
