Chris rubbed his aching head and noticed Owen was still standing there. "What is it now?"
Owen spoke cautiously, "Ms. Eileen Jones is running a high fever and keeps yelling. Every time the doctor tries to give her an IV, she pulls it out. We can't treat her."
"Why not use a sedative?" Chris frowned.
"Given her current condition, the doctor determined it's not safe to use a sedative," Owen explained, his expression filled with sympathy. "Maybe you should take a look?"
"Damn it!"
Chris closed his eyes for a moment before standing up and heading to his room.
When he reached the window, he saw his imposter bride thrashing about on the bed, her face unnaturally flushed. While pulling at the medical equipment, she kept muttering incoherently. Even the doctor and nurses couldn't hold her do
