Married at First Sight Chapter 669

Chapter 669

The manager would be to blame If anything were to happen to Mr. York.

The headquarters had full confidence in him and entrusted him with a managerial role at the subsidiary company. Yet, the subsidiary company went south fast to the point the CEO had to be here to deal with it.

The CEO caught a bad cold and fever from tiring himself out. Thankfully, it was detected early. Otherwise, the CEO’s life would be at risk if the illness dragged on.

The manager had lingering fears at the mere thought of it.

“Where am I?”

Zachary tried to sit up.

“Don’t get up, Mr. York. Lie down, lie down. You still have a fever. You’re on IV drips.”

Furrowing his brows, Zachary’s memory came back to him.

He took a cold medicine from the pharmacy, but it did not work. His temperature kept rising until he passed out in the end. Zachary was on a video call with Serenity before he blacked out. He ended the call before Serenity could catch him passing out on her.

Zachary wondered if Serenity was worried.

“Were you the ones who took me to the hospital?”

Instead of sitting up, Zachary felt his head and realized he was still burning.

I took you to the hospital because you were unconscious. Mr. York, the medicine you bought didn’t do much for you. You should’ve gone to the hospital early

burning at 41 degrees Celsius by the time he

at 38.9 degrees Celsius right now. The

Since

did not dare bring it up

the CEO’s wife was rushing here. She must be on the way. Once the CEO’s wife was here, the manager would

the subsidiary

“Josh?”

“How did

wife contacted Mr.

Zachary got it.

you want some water,

“Yes,” Zachary responded.

manager immediately went to pour

manager tried to help Zachary sit up, but Zachary refused. He could handle it so long as he did not use his hand which was

you take the pills when

of prescriptions from the doctor.

not turn down the

drank half a glass of water before swallowing the last of it with

hungry, Mr.

Zachary shook his head.

He did not have an appetite at the moment.

There was a scratchy feeling in his throat.

With the deputy manager pouring him another glass of water, Zachary downed the drink.

“How high is my temperature now?” Zachary asked in a raspy voice.

“The fever isn’t gone yet. You were at 38.9 degrees Celsius just now. The doctor suggested that you stay at the hospital for observation.”

Zachary looked at the sky through the window. It was dark outside. Looking at the time, he realized it was past midnight.

Since he was still on IV drips, and the fever had not subsided, it appeared he had to spend the night in the hospital.

“Did you bring my phone with you?”

“Yes.”

The manager quickly handed Zachary’s phone to him.

“It’s late. You should get home for some rest. I’ll call the nurse to replace the IV fluid when I’m done with this bag. How many IV fluid bags do I have to be on?”

‘Three bags.”

Zachary commented, ‘That’s a lot…”

He stared at the IV fluid bag, wishing it could drip faster.