Daniel Marshall's fever spiked again, his continuous coughing more severe, his face turning a ghastly pale, looking as if he had lost weight, his overall condition worsened.
For dinner, he was only able to muster a few mouthfuls of porridge, all of which he threw up, his body resembled that of a feeble invalid.
The chief physician arrived, reminding Daniel Marshall repeatedly not to underestimate pneumonia. He urged him to comply with the treatment, to get proper rest, and abstain from checking out prematurely.
Daniel only nodded in response, for much of the time, he was staring blankly into space, his attention was utterly far from the hospital.
Seeing this, the chief physician sighed slightly, didn't say much else, merely reminding Simon Howard to look after Chief Daniel Marshall meticulously.
