Olivier's consciousness returned to him in parts.
When he first woke up, his body refused to listen to him. All he could do was open his eyes and look around where he was.
The walls were colored a dull yellow but the room smelled of disinfectants which told Olivier that this was the nurse's office. He had been brought here to be examined and likely after he had fainted.
There was also a wet and cool sensation on Olivier's forehead that caused him to shiver. The wet cloth on his forehead was irritating and Olivier tried to push the cloth off. But his hands refused to listen to him.
"If you are trying to force yourself to move, then don't. Your body is not in good condition and you even collapsed. How you were going through the whole day with this high fever is beyond me."
The doctor walked toward Olivier and his stiff face made Olivier flinch. His head barely turned to look at the casually dressed man with a white coat on top.
