Stay in My Heart Forever novel Chapter 8

Gabrielle lay on the bed, sweating nervously. With a thermometer in hand, Remy Mu stood at the edge of the bed. He turned his head to look at Westley, who was standing with his arms crossed against his chest.

"She is running a high fever. Her temperature is thirty eight point eight degrees Celsius. I need to give her an injection to bring it down." Westley nodded indifferently. Remy reached into his medical box and began preparing the injection.

While he pulled the solution into the syringe, he remarked, "Didn't you get married yesterday, Westley? Can you think of why your new wife could have gotten a fever suddenly? Did you guys..." Remy halted, unsure if it was appropriate to address their sexual life.

"No, I haven't touched her. I am not hungry for random women. I don't know how she got a fever. It's her own business. She is anyway very clumsy and careless."

Westley's irritation could be seen clearly.

Remy pursed his lips and nodded. He didn't understand why Westley would speak like that about his own wife, but he chose to remain silent.

Westley was his good friend. They had known each other for many years. Remy knew how short tempered he was. If he really hated this woman, he would never marry her in the first place.

"Westley, I understand that there is some tension between you two. If you really didn't care for her, you didn't have to call me here."

Why couldn't he just let her be?

"Doctor Mu, since when have you started indulging in such nonsense? I asked you to come here to check her. You will be the one to blame if she dies in her fever. She is my wife now. I called you out of duty."

"I understand, Westley. I think you can get Nellie back soon, even if she has fled to space!"

With that, Remy injected the syringe into Gabrielle's arm. She took it quite well. Her eyes were closed. She did not stir, nor did she wince.

Westley kept silent, exhaling loudly. The more he looked at her face, the more annoyed he got.

Gabrielle had the same thoughts as Remy. Westley really could find Nellie in no time if he wanted to. But he just sat there doing nothing.

Remy sped up and dabbed the spot on her arm where the needle had entered her.

When he was done, he started again, "Westley, I know there are some words you don't like to hear, but..."

"Then don't say it. You've done your job, Dr. Mu, let me show you out,"

said Westley in a cold tone.

Remy shook his head with a smile. Westley could be impossible, sometimes. "I know it's Nellie's fault, but you shouldn't bring innocent people in this mess."

"Innocent people? You think Gabrielle Song is innocent? No one in the Song family is innocent. It is her brother who took Nellie away. You don't think Gabrielle already knew about it? Bryce made a mistake. She deserves to suffer for Bryce." Westley sneered. He was convinced none of them were innocent. He could give them no second chance.

He thought Gabrielle was only pretending to be clueless of her brother's plan.

Seeing the veins popping on Westley's forehead, Remy did not irk him further.

"Gabrielle's fever should be gone in some time. She should rest well for at least two days. I will have to leave now. She has a drip attached to her wrist. Can you pull it out when it's done? If you can't, I'll ask Neil to do it," said Remy as he packed his bag.

He put some medicines down on the bedside table, and wrote a note about when and how to take them. Gabrielle could read and understand by herself. Ordinarily, a doctor would have informed the details to the husband but it was clear Westley would not like that at all.

"I can do it, Remy. You know I'm as good as you when it comes to needles," said Westley, staring deep into Remy's eyes.

Instead of feeling challenged, Remy smiled calmly. "The IV bag should be done in about half an hour and the needle needs to be pulled out by then. Make sure you do it in time, any later and there would be blood."