Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1894

Patrick seized the opportunity to hint, "You see, even if a boy is forced to do that, he will still be unhappy. I think his parents have a lot of responsibility. If it weren't for them not stopping her, such a thing wouldn't have happened."

Hearing this, Amelia said, "Maybe his father thinks that if a boy is kissed, he won't lose a piece of flesh."

"A boy also has his own choice, okay?" When he said this, Patrick felt a little wronged, which was rare for him.

"Ah, okay, I made a mistake." Amelia changed her words and said, "Indeed, sex education is also very important since childhood. I know what you mean."

"Well, as long as you understand." Patrick was relieved.

[Thank me, Ellison! I've saved you from getting tormented by your cousin after convincing your mother!]

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The next day.

Owen, who came to the police station, heard that Daniel's fever subsided, so he went to see him personally.

At this time, in addition to Daniel in the prison cell, there were two prison guards, a doctor and a nurse.

The doctors were in charge of commanding, and the two prison guards were in charge of holding down Daniel, whose mind was in a mess. The nurses were in charge of sending medicine into his mouth. However, Daniel was so unconscious from the fever that he clenched his teeth tightly and refused to let go. The medicine could not be fed at all.

Just as everyone was getting anxious, Owen emerged from the shadows.

The two prison guards shouted in unison as if they had seen their savior, "Sir Hopper!"

As Owen walked into prison cell, he asked, "Can't the medicine be fed in?"

The prison guard said, "Yes, the medicine has not been fed in since last night. Even the IV stand was accidentally knocked off by him. The doctor had no choice but to give him an injection."

Owen nodded and reached out to the nurse, "Give me the medicine."

"Ah? Oh!" The nurse was stunned and put a few white antipyretics into his palm.

Owen lowered his head and gathered a few antipyretics together. Then, he clenched his other hand into a fist in front of the others and threw it at Daniel's stomach!

Everyone was shocked!

Daniel, who had been hit in the abdomen, cried out, "Wow!"

Owen took the opportunity to throw in a few antipyretics. He then pinched Daniel's chin and lifted it up. Daniel's Adam's apple bobbed and he stopped moving.

When everyone saw that the antipyretics were just fed in, they didn't know what to say.

"Do you see that?" Owen turned around and said to them, "Next time he does this, you should use this method of mine. Do you understand?"

"Got it... " Oh, my god! This is too simple and rough!

"That's enough. Is there anything else you need my help with?" Owen asked.

"Nothing more!" Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"All right." Owen was in the midst of setting his hat. Just as he was about to leave, something tugged at the corner of his shirt.

Owen turned around and saw Daniel holding him back.

Although the other party's face was red and his head was almost smoked, it did not mean that Owen would tolerate his presumptuous behavior.

He immediately shook off Daniel's hand and glared at him coldly. Daniel didn't look like he was going to avenge himself with that punch. Did he have something to say to him?

As Owen's thoughts swirled, Daniel's eyes were tightly shut. He called out in a hoarse voice, "Mom...”

It was not easy for the doctor to save Daniel, and then Daniel kept calling the name "Ellison".

As the nurse listened, she couldn't help rubbing the goosebumps on her hands and muttered, "Stop yelling, it's so uncomfortable." Compared to the previous pitiful sadness, Daniel's voice now seemed to contain a hint of sorrow. It made one's heart turn cold for no reason.

Owen's eyes darkened. He ordered the prison guard to find a piece of cloth and stuffed it into Daniel's mouth.

Seeing this, the doctor could not help shouting, "Sir, what are you doing?!"

"He's been chanting my nephew's name like a ghost. I'm feeling uncomfortable listening to him," said Owen.

The doctor said helplessly, "What if he can't breathe?"

"It will be on me if he dies," said Owen calmly. However, he nearly scared the wits out of him.

"But..." The doctor still wanted to say something, but he was suppressed by Owen's gaze.

Owen then turned and left.

Just like that, after 24 hours, Daniel's high fever finally subsided.

This was all thanks to the method Owen had taught them. However, the methods they adopted were much milder. Every time they prepared to feed Daniel with medicine and he clenched his teeth tightly, they would pinch his nose until he could not take it anymore and opened his mouth to take a deep breath. They would then feed the antipyretic in.

It was a great success. They should have thought of it a long time ago.

They had made the patient suffer so much for no reason.

The doctors and nurses felt a little ashamed. After all, in their hearts, Daniel was a patient first, then a criminal.

After receiving the news, Owen waved to the prison guard and said, "It's good that the fever subsided. Go on with your business."