Julien blinked and nodded.
When he stepped out of the elevator just now, he felt a little dizzy and knew that he might be running a fever.
However, he still wanted to see Sydney, so he did not bother.
Sydney put down her hand and stretched her palm toward Julien.
Julien looked at her in confusion. "What?"
"Phone,” Sydney frowned and said impatiently, "Give me your phone. I'll call someone from the Flint Mansion to pick you up."
"No need for that." Julien rejected her offer.
Sydney smiled. "Are you planning to drive back when you’re like this?"
Julien pursed his lips and said nothing.
Sydney was getting a headache from this man. "You don’t want someone to pick you up, and you can't drive either. What do you want...? Hey... Hey!"
Before she could finish her sentence, the man before her suddenly let go of the door handle and his large figure fell toward her.
Julien’s entire body fell toward Sydney, and it almost broke her back.
"Hey, can you be more shameless? Why did you fall toward me? Get up..." Sydney tried her best to push the man away.
However, there was no response from him.
Sydney turned her head and saw that his eyes were shut tight, and he had passed out.
"What the...? So fragile?" Sydney frowned.
It was hard to imagine that such a big man would pass out just because of a fever.
Sydney sighed and suppressed the thought of just leaving him outside the door. She then supported his weight and dragged him into the house.
When she arrived in the living room, she threw him on the couch.
When Julien's back hit the couch, he groaned and his eyebrows became a tight furrow.
However, he still did not wake up.
"Huh?" Sydney was stunned.
Did she throw him that hard?
Without care, Sydney bent over him to look for his phone in his pocket. She wanted to contact Zach and let him come pick him up.
However, Julien's phone was not locked with a fingerprint, but with a password.
Sydney had no idea what his password was. She tried a few random ones - his birthday, Lyra's birthday, but it all failed.
In the end, Sydney gave up. She took up her own phone and called the management office of her apartment to send a doctor.
No matter what, Julien collapsed at her house. If Julien became a fool because she did not get a doctor to see him now, it would be completely her fault.
After putting down her phone, Sydney looked at Julien's wet hair and clothes. She thought that if he kept wearing these wet clothes, his fever might get worse. She sighed and went ahead to remove his clothes.
Sometimes, Sydney hated herself for being so softhearted.
However, since she saw it before her eyes, she could not just leave it be.
"Huh?" Just as she unbuttoned Julien’s shirt, she noticed a faint purplish bruise over his right shoulder.
Sydney narrowed her eyes and something came into her mind. She flipped Julien onto his front and was stunned. She took a deep breath.
Gosh, his entire back was bruised. It looked terrifying.
That bruise was caused by a huge impact on the back, which ruptured the subcutaneous vessels and caused a bleed under the skin.
No wonder he was groaning in pain when Sydney threw him on the couch. His fever was most likely caused by this as well. To make matters worse, he got wet from the rain.
Sydney's hand was shaking when she touched Julien's back.
She knew exactly how he sustained this injury. It was when he tried to save her. Not in the hotel elevator, but when Lyra pushed her down the stairs.
When she asked him if he got injured, he said nothing.
Sydney bit her lip as conflicting emotions rose in her heart. She was angry and helpless, and it was confusing her.
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