My Flirty Husband Is a Bully by Adam Ella Chapter 57

Chapter 57 High Fever
Genevieve got even more curious when she saw how Patrick fled the scene quickly.
She heard that Armand’s mother was a sickly woman. She had given birth to a daughter when Armand was barely two years old.
However, as the baby was born prematurely, she died before she turned one. The second wife of Armand’s father never had any children since. She only had one son, Armand.
Who in the Faulkner family would want to plot against Mando, and yet he tolerated whatever this person did?
Genevieve felt a little weak and tired, possibly because she had drawn too much blood in the afternoon. As it was already close to midnight, she went into the bedroom and slept.
Just as she drifted off to sleep, she started feeling uncomfortable. She felt as though someone was covering her mouth and nose and she could not breathe properly.
Genevieve tried hard to open her eyes, but she could not.
Patrick went back to the hospital ward after smoking two cigarettes outside, thinking that Genevieve must be asleep.
Remembering Steven’s instructions, he tiptoed into the bedroom to check on Genevieve.
“She drew so little blood. Whatever can happen to her?” he grumbled to himself. He had lost a lot of blood on several occasions and still survived. He did not understand what the fuss was about.
When Patrick entered the bedroom, he noticed that Genevieve’s face was flushed red. She appeared to be gasping for breath.
Patrick’s face darkened as he quickly made his way to her bed. “Genev?”
He touched Genevieve’s forehead with his hand.
It felt so hot that it almost burnt his thick skin. He withdrew his hand instinctively and called Timothy immediately.
While waiting for Timothy, Patrick noticed that Genevieve’s condition seemed to have worsened. Her whole body was wet as though she had been fished out from a pool of water. Her nose was bleeding, and her brows were knitted tightly.
A few minutes later, Timothy, who was on standby in the hospital, arrived with the nurses.
His face darkened when he saw how Genevieve looked. He went over to give her a check-up after instructing the nurse to prepare some medication.
Patrick leaned against the wall as Timothy and the nurses busied themselves in the ward. He became increasingly suspicious.
Around half an hour later, Genevieve’s face was no longer flushed. Her fever had subsided, and she was starting to breathe more normally.
When Timothy saw that Genevieve’s condition had improved, he wiped the perspiration from his forehead.
“Timothy–” Patrick was about to ask Timothy something but the latter looked annoyed and quickly pushed him out of the room.
Patrick was puzzled.
Did I offend him? Why did he look so unhappy?
Patrick went up to take a look at Genevieve after the nurse left. Genevieve was sleeping soundly. He then caught sight of a silver watch next to the cart by her bed.
Patrick guessed that Timothy must have left it on the cart and wanted to return it to him.
Just as he stepped out of the ward, he heard Timothy’s angry voice, seemingly talking to someone over the phone.
He stopped in his tracks and walked toward Timothy.
“You put her on standby, just in case. Now you’ve changed your mind? D*mn it! How is her health? Didn’t I tell you earlier?”
After a momentary pause, Timothy’s voice rang out again. “Don’t explain anymore. I’m a doctor. What you’re doing is an insult to my professionalism.”
Timothy was hollering at the man on the other end of the phone. When he turned around after hanging up the phone, he saw Patrick standing nearby.
He did not know how long Patrick had been standing there.
“What’s the matter?” Timothy asked gruffly. He was in a bad mood, apparently.
“Timothy, you left your watch in the ward.” Patrick walked up to him and handed the watch to Timothy. “Who insulted your professionalism?”
Patrick was well-trained, and his senses were more acute than ordinary people.
In the beginning, Timothy spoke in a low voice and did not sound as angry. As Patrick was quite a distance away, he could only hear the last sentence.
Patrick asked again, “Were you talking to Armand?”
Timothy seemed relieved when he realized that Patrick did not hear most parts of his conversation. “Nothing. I was scolding someone who wrote a letter of complaint about my patient. Give me a call if Genevieve is not feeling well tonight.”
Timothy left immediately after instructing Patrick.
Patrick did not move as he watched Timothy walk into the elevator. His suspicion was rising.
He guessed that Timothy must be talking to Armand earlier.
He had many questions in his mind. Genevieve only drew a little blood. Why did Genevieve’s nose bleed suddenly? How did she get a fever? Why did Timothy sound so angry? What made him call Armand to scold him? Could it be that there’s something wrong with Genevieve’s health?