Chapter 755
Upon seeing him, Denny shed a cheeky smile. “What are you doing inside? What took you so long to
answer the door?”
Howard answered innocently, “Denny, I-I think I’m ill. My head is burning up. Am I going to die?”
Denny’s expression changed abruptly. Standing on his tiptoes, he ced his hand on Howard’s
forehead. “Oh, you’re burning! I’ll go get Dr. Walker now.”
Jim Walker was the doctor working for Imperial Hotel. Normally, the employees would seek treatment
from him if they suffered from fever or headaches.
After Denny’s figure disappeared from sight, Howard slumped.
My wound has been festering for some time, so I hope Dr. Walker doesn’t realize that I’m hurt.
Howard did not stop working even after he suffered an injury. He did not let anyone know he was shot
in the leg.
After all, a gunshot wound was too sensitive to be revealed to the public.
s, his wound was pretty serious now. If he insisted on working instead of recuperating, he might
have to amputate his leg.
As he was running a temperature now, he had no choice but to rest for a few days.
A few minutester, Denny arrived with Jim.
Jim was a middle-aged man in his fifties with pleasant features. He allowed Denny to drag him into
Howard’s room and panted. “Denny, I’m old. I’ll fall if you continue dragging me!”
“Dr. Walker, Chef Howard is usually healthy. He has never been sick. Of course I’m worried sick as he
suddenly got ill!” Denny responded anxiously.
After dragging Jim over to Howard’s bed, he came to a stop as he panted. “Chef Howard, how are you
doing? Dr. Walker’s here.”
Howard blinked silently. Everyone in Imperial Hotel treated him well, and he was not a robot without
feelings.
How can I take action against them?
Tears threatened to gush out of his eyes, so he forced himself to calm down. “Dr. Walker, I think I have
a fever,” he said slowly.
Jim pulled his infrared thermometer and took Howard’s temperature. Narrowing his eyes, he
announced, “You’re running a high temperature at thirty-nine point two degrees Celsius.”
He also checked Howard’s tongue. “You have a hard time digesting food recently, too.”
After giving Howard the once-over, he asked, “Do you feel unwell besides the fever?”
Howard shook his head. “No.”
“Young man, you can earn money anytime, but you have to rest. Don’t be a workaholic. Everyone in
the hotel knows you’ve never asked for a day off despite having worked here for years. I’ll give you a
medical certificate so you can rest for a week,” Jim told him.
He then wrote the medical certificate and a prescription, giving them to Denny. “Give this to your
manager. Remember to buy the medicine at the pharmacy ording to this prescription.”
“Sure!” Denny hurried away with both notes in his hands. After that, Jim packed up his stuff and left.
Howard was left alone in his room. Pulling out a slender ne beneath his pillow, he gazed at it.
His marine blue eyes stared at it so adoringly as though it was his lover.
Seven days. I only have seven days left. After resting for seven days, I’ll have toplete the mission
assigned to me by the organization. Otherwise, I’ll have to say goodbye to this world.
Pain gripped his heart so tightly that he could barely breathe.
I can’t… I dare not… I shouldn’t…
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Slowly, he shut his eyes.
As pain red up his leg, he knew he had to make up his mind in a week.
Early in the morning, Ashlyn went to the movie studio.
Arriving at the film set, she spotted Jonathan and Naomi shooting thest scene.
The sight of them standing next to each other was pleasing to the eye. In fact, Ashlyn’s mood lifted
when she saw them.
Her lips curled up as she went over to them quietly. As they were engrossed in the scene, she did not
disturb them.
Taking a seat, she whipped her phone out and ordered some milkshakes.
Twenty minutester, the scene finally came to an end.