C126 Enemies Have a Narrow Road

"There are some pills in the medicine box. Can you give them to your daughter?" Dempsey Wilson also knew that he had to quickly lower his fever and treat it again.

"No, children use different doses from adults. We have to find a professional doctor." Clarie Scott immediately denied it.

"Then I'll call my personal doctor and tell him to come over and see me." Dempsey Wilson said and was about to get his phone.

"Forget it, let's send Emma to the hospital. It will take him that long to get here." Clarie Scott didn't want to trouble her family this late. Even though the other party was Dempsey Wilson's personal doctor, she didn't want to either.

Seeing that Clarie Scott said she was going to take her child to the hospital, Dempsey Wilson had no objections: "Go and change clothes, we'll go right now!"

Clarie Scott quickly changed out of her clothes and went into the bathroom. Dempsey Wilson also quickly changed into a casual outfit.

The two of them carried Emma Scott, who was in the midst of a fever, and Uncle Rory was also awakened. He suggested for Dempsey Wilson to drive the car. Dempsey Wilson did not object and the three of them drove the car out.

In the end, the hospital that was chosen was still the hospital opened by Dempsey Wilson's personal doctor.

Under the guidance of the doctor, the two of them gave the child the antipyretic drug. After a while, the little guy began to sweat profusely and the fever subsided.

After the doctor's diagnosis, the little guy's throat was actually inflamed from the fire.

The doctor prescribed some medicine for the little guy to take. First, he told them to go back and observe the situation. If they still could not get better, they would have to come back tomorrow for acupuncture treatment.

On the way back, Clarie Scott was a little tired. The child was in Dempsey Wilson's arms, so she leaned against the back seat with her eyes closed.

Perhaps she was really too sleepy and was planning to take a nap, but unexpectedly, she accidentally fell asleep.

Dempsey Wilson turned around with one hand holding his daughter, and saw that the woman's head was swaying. He directly reached out and pulled her into his arms as well.

Clarie Scott was sleeping soundly, but she didn't realize that she was leaning against the man's chest.

Dempsey Wilson was hugging left and right. However, it wasn't luck, but … Happiness.

The car drove back to Wilson Family!

It was already 4 in the morning!

When Clarie Scott woke up, she suddenly found her head resting on something very warm, causing her entire body to stiffen.

Then she looked up and saw the same tired eyes of the man.

"Ugh …" Clarie Scott quickly sat up straight from his embrace with a blush on her face.

"Go back and sleep for a while!" Dempsey Wilson wasn't in the mood to mock her anymore. Everyone was tired when his daughter was sick.

Clarie Scott silently followed the man back to the bedroom. After the little fellow's fever subsided, it was able to sleep even more peacefully.

Dempsey Wilson looked at his daughter's sleeping face and then looked at Clarie Scott's tired appearance, "You should rest at home for the day tomorrow. You can go to work the day after tomorrow. Your daughter won't be going to school tomorrow either."

"En!" Clarie Scott nodded. Since her daughter was sick, she couldn't work in peace.

"Do you want me to sleep here?" Dempsey Wilson suddenly asked.

When Clarie Scott heard this, she was so scared that she nearly fell asleep. She immediately shook her head and said, "There's no need. You should hurry up and go to sleep."

Dempsey Wilson didn't expect this woman to change her expression at the mention of this topic. He felt a little disappointed and angry.

"Alright, if anything happens to daughter, remember to come over and tell me." Since he was not allowed to sleep here, Dempsey Wilson could only go back and sleep with his son.

"I will, but I hope you won't hurt my hand anymore." Clarie Scott was still brooding over the matter of him pinching her.

"It can't be!" You better call me by my name! Don't touch my body all of a sudden. " Dempsey Wilson said lightly.

Clarie Scott was stunned. Inexplicably, her face turned hot again. "Fine, I won't touch you again!"

Dempsey Wilson suddenly laughed meaningfully. Clarie Scott looked at him strangely.

"Don't feel like our topic is a bit off?" Dempsey Wilson said indifferently, and there were even some small ripples.

Clarie Scott carefully thought about what they had just said. Her heartbeat quickened and her face turned even redder.

"Hurry up and go out, I'm going to sleep!" This man was truly excessive, he actually took her astray.

Dempsey Wilson turned around and walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and said in a hoarse voice, "To be honest, I don't actually hate it when you touch me …"

"Dempsey Wilson, can you not be so shameless?" Clarie Scott was so angry that she died. It was already awkward enough, but he still refused to let her go.

Dempsey Wilson's complacent laughter came from outside the door. Clarie Scott was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

Who would want to touch him? Did he really think he was so handsome?

Clarie Scott had slept soundly in the car, but now, as she lay on the bed, she suddenly couldn't fall asleep.

How strange and depressing it was. Clarie Scott turned her body sideways and covered her daughter's stomach with the quilt.

When she couldn't sleep, her brain would start to stir. Clarie Scott thought about what the man had just said and felt her face heat up.

Was he hinting at something?

As expected of a vile man, he still dared to joke with her.

If he spoke like that again, she would ignore him.

The next morning, when Clarie Scott woke up, it was already past ten o'clock. She had obviously set the alarm clock.

Why didn't her alarm clock ring?

Clarie Scott sat up and checked her alarm clock. Someone had actually turned it off?

It had to be Dempsey Wilson's doing. Was it to avoid waking his daughter up?

He was a very responsible father.

After Clarie Scott had washed up and changed her clothes, she decided to go downstairs to eat something first. She didn't want to wake up her daughter and let her sleep for a while longer.

When Clarie Scott shook Clarie down the stairs, all of a sudden …

She stopped and stared at the young man sitting on the sofa with slight shock in her eyes.

It was Henry Wilson!

Why was he here?

Henry Wilson heard footsteps upstairs. He turned around and saw someone he didn't expect.

"Clarie Scott?" He stood up from the sofa with a stiff posture, staring at the woman on the stairs with his gloomy eyes. He asked in shock and anger, "Why are you at my brother's house?"

Clarie Scott pursed her lips and continued to walk down the stairs. "I'll have to ask your brother about that."

"Don't tell me you're my brother's girlfriend?" Henry Wilson wouldn't believe it no matter what. He knew that his brother was the most vigilant. A woman like Clarie Scott, who was a little pretty, but not that stunning, couldn't be seen by his brother.

Clarie Scott's brows slightly tightened, "You're really shallow, could it be that your brother hasn't called you?"