Seeing Murray like this, Melissa hurriedly supported him.
"Let me see." Melissa helped him to the sofa and sat down. Her tone couldn't help but carry some concern.
"You care about me?" Murray curled his lips.
Melissa ignored his words and check Murray’s temperature.
There was nothing wrong.
Could it be that he was pretending to be sick?
Melissa frowned slightly, looked down at Murray, and asked coldly, "What exactly is wrong with you?"
"Here." Murray still pointed to his chest and made a painful look.
Melissa stood up, took out her phone, and pretended to call, "Since you are not feeling well, I will call 911 and ask someone to send you to the hospital for a check-up."
"You help me check." Murray grabbed Melissa's arm and said, "I just want you to check."
Melissa was speechless.
