Kate felt she was being grilled on the fire. She got some faint consciousness, but she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her eyelids. She felt somebody was walking back and forth in front of her, causing the light on her on and off.
A woman's voice said, "She has a serious fever."
Another deep and low male voice said, "She cannot take medicine now. Try to reduce her temperature by physical method."
A person put a wet towel on her forehead and used another wet towel to wipe her palm. She felt the coolness, which was very comfortable. And then her socks were taken off, and her feet felt the wet and coldness too. It was itchy, and she moved. She wanted to grab something with her hand and soon found her hand was held by another hand. It was a big hand with long fingers. It was a man's hand.
