Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 182

"Mm ...Cold ..." Moira mumbled in her sleep and pulled on her blanket. A person who had a fever would not feel the heat, but would instead feel cold.

Sage immediately reached out and hugged her, tightly tucking her in. Then, he jumped off the bed, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and dialed the service number.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The waitress's sweet voice sounded.

"Send me a set of men's clothing. Ladies' clothing, room 4036. Men's: 1.87; ladies: 1.65. Please hurry." Sage very neatly said his piece. After hearing the waiter's answer, he hung up and immediately made a call to the assistant, Luke. He told Luke to go and wait at the entrance of the hotel immediately.

Sage looked at the girl beside him and felt his heartstrings tighten. Worried, he covered his eyes with his hands as he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out for Moira's warmth.

The fever seemed to come quickly, and the temperature on her forehead was already hot to the touch.

"Damn it!" With a low curse, Sage entered the bathroom, took a towel, dipped it in warm water and placed it on Moira's forehead.

Moira even shivered a few times. Sage immediately went to bed and crawled into the blanket, hugging her tightly and pulling her into his embrace, hugging her tightly.

Moira was enjoying it very much. Her small face was already very red, almost the same as when she was under the effect of the medicine. Her skin was already tender, red to the point that thin lines of blood could be seen.

At this time, even if the bathrobe in front of Moira's chest was half open, Sage would not have any thoughts.

If he was still thinking about those things at this time, he would not be human.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. Sage opened it and a waitress pushed two sets of clothes up, still wearing the new transparent paper bag. At the same time, there were also new male underwear.

This was a special service provided by the hotel and was provided to customers when they needed it urgently.

Sage picked up the two sets of clothes and closed the door. He quickly changed into his clothes, and at this moment, Luke's phone rang.

Sage directly helped Moira put on her underwear and a white shirt provided by the hotel as well as her ladies' pants. Moira woke her up a bit and she squinted her eyes and asked weakly, "Sage ... What are you doing?"

"You have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital ..."

Moira felt the bathrobe on her body changing into clothes, and furthermore, she felt that even her underwear was worn. Her burning red eyes immediately widened, as she shyly and angrily said, "You ..."

"Moira, do you think I still have the mood to appreciate your figure at a time like this? If your already stupid brain will hurt, our son will hate me." Sage said snappily as he reached out to pick her up and leave the room.

Moira felt dizzy, the fever was really hard to bear, furthermore, her brain was muddled, she knew that he had scolded her just now, but she did not have the strength to scold him.

She could hear her breathing becoming more and more rapid, and her head felt a little dizzy.

Sage carried her downstairs and Luke parked his car there. Luke opened the door to the back seat and while Sage was sitting, he said anxiously, "Go to the nearby hospital, quickly."

Of course, Luke did not dare to delay for even a moment longer, and immediately stepped on the throttle to the bottom, rushing straight to the nearby hospital.

In the carriage, Moira snuggled up to Sage and Sage hugged her. Moira was cold so she did not push him away.