My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Chapter 1784



Yesseca had no mental wherewithal for things other than Tremaine's condition.

She said hurriedly, "Sir, did you see a man? A tall and handsome guy."

The two old folks exchanged glances.

Then the old man said with a guilty face, "Oh, that man. I'm afraid he's dying. He won't survive the night."

Yesseca's heart sank.

In an equally shabby room next door, Yesseca saw Tremaine.

He was lying in bed, his eyes were firmly closed, and he was not exuding the usual arrogance that he possessed.

After listening to the old man's account, Yesseca roughly understood what had happened.

She and Tremaine had fallen into the sea.

They would have died, but the old couple had come out to fish and spotted the both of them.

In the end, they had rescued Yesseca and Tremaine.

There was a doctor in the neighborhood when the both of them were rescued.

The old man asked the doctor to treat Yesseca and Tremaine.

The doctor said that there should be no problem with Yesseca, but Tremaine was seriously injured due to the bullet that he had taken.

At that time, the doctor performed a simple operation to remove the bullet from Tremaine. He then gave the old couple some medicine and asked them to give it to Tremaine.

After the doctor left, the old man had given Tremaine the medicine, but Tremaine showed no signs of waking up.

Unfortunately, the doctor had gone to the city because of an emergency and couldn't come back. They didn't know what to do. Thinking about Tremaine's state, they reckoned that he couldn't survive the night.

Hearing this, Yesseca panicked.

She immediately said, "Let's send him to the hospital right now."

The old couple shook their heads.

Only then did Yesseca realize that this was an extremely isolated village. The village was self-sufficient, and its occupants lived up to that by staying in whenever they could. There was only one car bound for the city, and it would only stop by once a week.

Seeing that the car had come and gone yesterday, it would only pass by in another six days.

What was worse, there was no signal in this remote place.

The villagers didn't watch TV and didn't have phones. They lived like primitive people.

Apart from the car to the city, the villagers did not have any contact with the outside world.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Hearing this, Yesseca was floored.

She never knew that such a place would exist in this modern world.

The old couple apologized to Yesseca, as it was also their fault. The day before, they should have directly taken Tremaine to the hospital in the city, but they did not do so because they could not afford the expense.

They knew that the cost of going to the hospital was too high, so they went to the doctor in the village. Since the bullet had been removed from Tremaine and they had given him medicine, they did not expect that his situation would take a turn for the worse.

Yesseca did not want to blame them.

After all, if it weren't for the old couple, she and

Tremaine would have been dead.

But what should she do now?

They could not contact anyone, and she could not send Tremaine to hospital. Even the only doctor was gone. There was nothing that could be done.

In a panic, Yesseca went to check the medicine left by the doctor. She wanted to see if there was any that could lower a fever.

She just touched Tremaine's forehead, which was burning hot.

But after turning over the medicine, Yesseca found that something was wrong.

The doctor had left a few types medicine.

There were anti-inflammatory drugs, antibiotics, and medicine that could regulate a patient's blood.

However, except for the medicine to regulate his blood, the old couple had not given Tremaine the anti-inflammatory medicine or antibiotics. Yesseca immediately went to ask the old couple.

The old couple said that they were illiterate, so they just did what they were told.

Yesseca immediately understood.

The old couple had misunderstood!

The anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics should be taken first, and the other one should be taken later.

But the old couple had reversed the order!

Tremaine's high fever was probably because of an infection.

Yesseca immediately fed Tremaine antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs.

After taking the medicine, Yesseca stayed close to Tremaine, praying that he would recover after taking the medicine.

Time passed by slowly.

The old couple asked Yesseca to join them for dinner.

Yesseca was not in the mood to eat because at this moment, Tremaine still showed no signs of getting better.

But she knew that she had to eat.

Because she had to save her

strength. She estimated that she would have to wash and cool Tremaine with a wet towel for the night, and she needed sustenance to carry out all that.

The dishes were simple.

It was impossible for such a poor little fishing village to have any luxurious seafood. Yesseca forced herself to take a few bites and then went in to take care of

Tremaine.

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Yesseca had been wiping and cooling Tremaine all night, which exhausted her.

Fortunately, while Tremaine's temperature didn't drop, it didn't rise either.

There was no thermometer here, but Yesseca estimated that Tremaine's temperature at the moment should be between 38 degrees to 39 degrees. The sun gradually rose in the morning.

Yesseca muttered to Tremaine on the bed, "Tremaine, you have to wake up, you have to wake up."

Although such an ordeal had befallen them, Yesseca didn't have time to think about anything else. She only had one thought, that was, Tremaine had to wake up quickly.

She would never forget who had protected her when the bullet had almost hit her.

If it were not for him, the bullet would have hit her, and she, Yesseca, would have been lying in bed with no one knowing if she was dead or alive! Around eight o'clock, Yesseca drank some oats, and then went in to take care of Tremaine.

She pressed her forehead against Tremaine's.

Without a thermometer, she could only measure

Tremaine's body temperature in such a natural fashion.

The temperature on Tremaine's forehead was still very high.

Yesseca's eyelashes trembled violently, as if a black butterfly was flapping its wings in the eye of a storm.

She murmured, "Tremaine, please wake up. Can you wake up quickly?"

Still no response.

Yesseca bit her lip tightly.

A moment later, she took a wet towel, wrung it, and placed it on Tremaine's forehead again. At this time, she was all worn out because she hadn't slept at all. When she put the towel on Tremaine's forehead, she was sleepy.

She couldn't help squinting, and then her hand slipped down Tremaine's forehead.

Her hand slid on to his chest.

Yesseca was silent.

He was rather buff, and his body was splendid to the touch.