Chapter: 1250

For some reasons, saying the words made her heart thump faster.

Noticing how Rachel looked nervous, Roger's eyes darkened, but he didn't hesitate a moment longer. He gripped the doorknob and twisted it.

"The door is locked from the inside," Rachel said.

Lila was the first to react. She remembered that Andy had earlier given her all the spare keys of the house.

“I'm going to get the spare key."

"It's too late," Roger said in a low voice.

If Victor had really fainted in the bathroom, one more minute delay could be life-threatening.

“Get out of the way, Rachel and Lila." Roger took two steps back, rolled up his sleeves, ready to slam the door open.

Click!

Just then, the door opened.

The person inside opened the door and appeared before them.

"Rachel..." Victor's face was deathly pale. He gripped the doorknob for support, his heavy eyes lifted to look at Rachel. Then, everything blacked out and he lost consciousness completely.

Victor passed out.

Roger carried Victor on his back and put him on the bed. Lila walked over to the bed, extended her hand, and touched Victor's forehead.

"I'm afraid he has a high fever. He's burning up." Victor's forehead was so hot that Lila had to retract her hand right away.

"Miss

Bennet, if his fever doesn't go down, he could die."

“Do you have any antipyretics at home, Lila?" Roger asked.

"Yes, we have some. Mr. Torres told me that we must store some antipyretics at home, so I went to the pharmacy to get several them before Miss Bennet came back. But judging from his situation, I'm afraid that even the antipyretics won't work since the fever is intensely high." Lila Lowered her head.

Roger heaved a sigh and peered out the window. It was still pouring outside, and the dark sky was accompanied by deafening thunders from time to time.

"Let's give him some medicine first. I'll bring him to the hospital when the rain stops." Then, Roger turned to face Rachel as if he was asking for her opinion.

Rachel pulled out her phone and called Carson.

The phone kept ringing for a while, but then Carson dismissed the phone.

Rachel's temples throbbed. She put her phone down and raised her head, meeting Roger's gaze. She carefully considered his suggestion and said, "I guess that's all we can do for now. But can he take antipyretics when injured?"

"I'll ask my sister. It shouldn't be a problem."