On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 105

Jessica climbed onto George's back.

As he adjusted his grip, his gaze fell on her swollen ankle. He frowned, but then, with surprising ease, he carried her up the ravine wall. She had no idea where he found footholds or handholds; one moment they were at the bottom, and the next, she was standing on solid ground.

As she slid off his back, a sharp pain shot through her foot, and she nearly collapsed.

George caught her arm. "If you don't want this foot, you should just have it amputated. No need to torture it like this."

Jessica gave him a weak, foolish smile, her cheeks flushing.

It didn't take long for George to realize her blush wasn't from embarrassment. He instinctively placed a hand on her forehead, muttered a curse under his breath, and swept her into his arms. He carried her to his car and sped toward the hospital.

Nathan White, already alerted by a phone call, was waiting for them. He rushed forward to greet George, then froze when he saw the woman in his arms.

He stood there stunned for a good five seconds until a cold glare from George jolted him back to his senses. "This way," he said, leading them to an examination room. "You can put her on the bed."

George hesitated.

Nathan quickly spread a disposable sheet over the mattress. "There."

George gently laid Jessica down. Nathan used a temporal thermometer; 101.8 degrees Fahrenheit.

"That's a high fever for an adult," Nathan said. "I'll give her a shot to bring it down."

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