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The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 701

She soothed Daniel, pulled out her phone, and dialed Wesley, “Get a doctor here as soon as possible. I’ll text you the address..”

Wesley, swamped with work, frowned, “Why do you need a doctor at this hour?”

“Isaac's here. He’s burning up.”

“Thud.”

There was a loud noise on the other end. Wesley panicked and said,, “Okay, I’m on my way.”

After hanging up, Brittany looked at Daniel, who was crying his heart out. She gently wiped away his tears, saying, “Sweetie, don’t cry. The doctor will be here soon.”

Seeing Isaac in distress, Daniel ran into the bathroom and returned with a warm towel. He climbed onto the bed with difficulty, helping Isaac wipe the sweat off his face.

He was small and didn't have much strength. He could only reach so far, and after a few wipes, he was too exhausted to continue.

Brittany couldn’t help but marvel at the power of blood ties. She couldn’t bear to watch any longer. She took the towel from Daniel’s hand, lifted him onto the couch, and said, “Stay put. I’ve got this.”

She went to the bathroom and returned with a tub of warm water. She then went downstairs to fetch the first aid kit, took out some rubbing alcohol, and applied it to Isaac’s body.

Daniel curled up on the couch. His little face was flushed, and his eyes welled up as he watched Brittany.

“Mom, will Dad be okay?”

Brittany sensed his anxiety and said, “He will be fine. Don’t worry, sweetie.”

Daniel couldn’t close his eyes; he watched Brittany’s every move.

The rain was pouring heavily; it was quite a distance from Imperial City.

Two hours later, Wesley arrived, followed by a doctor who was quite terrified seeing Isaac passed out due to the fever.

They gave Isaac a shot of antipyretic. If the fever hadn't subsided, they would have had to take him back to Imperial City.

Daniel cried himself to sleep and was then lying on the couch. As Brittany saw the doctor arrive, she picked him up and took him to his bedroom.

Wesley was surprised to find Isaac in the suburbs when he couldn’t locate him in Imperial City. And he was nearly burnt out due to the fever.

He stood outside and took a drag of his cigarette with irritation.

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