Unwanted Husband And Child

36. Cyra Fever

Lian walked into her room. When she opens the room, she finds Cyra still lying down with a blanket covering her body, and Lian tries to get close to Cyra.

"Cyra wake up, you don't want to work?" lian asked while shaking Cyra's body.

Cyra's face is not bright and the eyelids are seen falling.

"Did she get sick from being drunk last night" Lian said.

Lian dared to touch Cyra's forehead.

"God's hot!" said Lian.

Lian also looks panicked because of Cyra's condition.

The Flashback

When Cyra wanted to get up to take a shower, she fell back into her bed before she could stand up completely.

"I'm so limp" murmured Cyra.

He felt his body was not good, then felt his forehead and the area under his ears. His head hurts.

"Hot!" his inner.

"I have a fever"

"Yes can't work" murmured Cyra.

Cyra's cold sweat gradually poured out.

"It hurts my bones so bad" Cyra's inner self with a slight massage on her left arm.

Eventually Cyra chose to lie back on her bed and pull the blanket over her body. After she was fully dressed.

Flashback Off

"Cyra wakes up" said Lian.

"Eng" just answer Cyra that's all.

Lian rushed to the kitchen to fetch warm water and to compress his wife.

"Why, son, look rushed?" ask mami Luci.

"Mi, where's the basin, warm water mi, ask!"

"It's mi, Cyra's feverish!" lang Lian's.

"I'll compress him first!"

"Mommy call the doctor?"

"No, let Lian compress first"

"Ok, thank you mi" said Lian after getting a basin filled with warm water.

"Mommy is the same as Angel" said Lian.

"Yes"

Lian immediately brought the basin filled with hot water to her room. Lian placed the basin onto the lamp table, briefly soaking the cloth to compress Cyra then squeezing it so that the cloth was half wet and half dry.

With a worried look, Lian placed the half-dry cloth onto Cyra's forehead.

"Ciiiihhhhh, what the hell is this" Cyra said waking up in her weak voice.

Cyra seemed surprised by the cloth attached to her forehead.

Lian was surprised to see that Cyra's ill behavior could still be rude.

"Silence, you have a fever!" lian said resolutely but sounded a concern.

"I don't need that and I don't need you to take care of me, go for you" Cyra said rudely.

"I don't need your help, listen no" Cyra said.

"Cyra" Lian snapped.

This time Lian snapped at Cyra so that his wife could be a little aware of her condition.

This made Cyra speechless.

"You can hear me? I'm your husband, no little obedient you to me, just want to win by yourself. In this situation it still happens to be rude to me!" Lian spoke with a hint of emotions that had been stored for a long time.

"You know, you're currently having a fever, after your fever drops it's up to you to say I don't care. I just don't want to abandon my wife" Lian said, like a quip to Cyra.

Without speaking again Lian looked at Cyra with a sharp gaze, a gaze that seemed unwilling or allowed Cyra to refute what she was saying.

Lian was very worried about Cyra's condition, but not with Cyra, she only thought about her prestige, to receive good treatment from Lian.