Waverly stomped her feet in anger and left unwillingly.
When there was no one left in the room, John held Kathleen's hands as he did before.
An hour later, there were beads of sweat appearing on Kathleen's forehead. Moreover, her body temperature was slowly cooling down, and her breathing was much smoother.
John retook her temperature.
37.5°C. Why was the effect of the medicine so slow?
John swept his gaze at Kathleen's shirt, which was drenched in sweat, and his expression was cold.
Then, he reached out and removed Kathleen's wet clothes.
Under the light, he once again saw the girl's porcelain skin.
The hand he was holding the alcohol with trembled slightly.
He pursed his lips, followed the process he did before, and dipped the gauze in the alcohol, getting ready to wipe Kathleen's body again.
Suddenly, Kathleen moved. It seemed that she had regained her consciousness.
