"I told you there's no need," Jose said with his eyes closed, "I don't need a doctor, a little rest will heal me by itself."
"But..."
"Go and fetch me some water," Jose commanded again.
"Right away." Avie Scarlet hurried to fetch the water.
By the time she brought the water over, Jose said, "Bring me some antipyretics."
"Where are they?" Avie Scarlet was not sure.
"In the second layer of the five-drawer chest next to you," Jose explained, "It's my special medicine."
Avie Scarlet pulled open the drawer: "Which one is it, there are so many medicine boxes..."
"The green one in the cell, hand me a pill," Jose instructed.
Avie Scarlet immediately took one out.
However, just as she was about to close the box, a dagger slid out of her sleeve.
Avie Scarlet startled, rushed to catch the dagger.
She steadied her mind before shutting the drawer.
"Were you planning to kill me?" Suddenly, Jose asked from the bed.
Avie Scarlet's whole body trembled.
