Chapter: 1251

Rachel gave him a nod. Lila went to get the medicine kit and returned with several boxes of antipyretics from different brands.

She went through the boxes one by one, unsure of what to choose because she had never encountered anything like this before.

"Lila, give them to me." Noticing Lila's panic, Rachel got ahold of the medicine boxes.

“Please get me a glass of warm water."

"Yes, Miss Bennet." Lila clasped her hands together and left the room in a hurry.

Roger took a quick picture of the antipyretics and sent it to Clara.

"I'UL call Clara and ask her about it."

“Thank you, Roger."

Roger exited the room and went down the corridor to call Clara, leaving Rachel and Victor alone in the guestroom.

Suddenly, there was a faint voice coming from the bed's direction.

The weak and pale man lying there moved his lips and mumbled incoherently.

Noticing this, Rachel walked up to the edge of the bed. She tried to listen closely, but his voice was so low that she had trouble understanding what he was trying to say.

"What?" she asked.

Victor murmured once more, his eyes closed.

"What did you say?" Rachel could still barely hear it. Looking at

Victor's pale face, she assumed he must have been talking in his sleep. It was common for people with insanely high fever to be delirious. But, on second thought, she was worried Victor had something important to say.

She backed up a little and hesitated.

After another mumble came out of Victor, Rachel decided to lean over him and brought her ear closer to his Lips.

This time, she could hear his words crystal clear.

"Cold..." Victor said.

Cold?

Rachel eyed the heater. People could walk around in short T-shirts since the room was so warm. How could Victor be cold? Only then did

Rachel notice the change of color on Victor's lips. They were turning purple.

Victor's body started to shiver all of a sudden.

Fearful that he would lose consciousness, Rachel reached out and gently gripped Victor's shoulders in an attempt to wake him up.