She touched his arm with eyes full of worry as the man’s body temperature had not increased at all.

“His body temperature is low because he’s soaking in ice.” Shirley’s voice sounded from behind.

Madeline turned her head and saw Shirley slowly walking over with a syringe in her hand.

“Could you wait outside, Mrs. Whitman? I don’t really like having someone watching over my shoulder when I’m treating my patients.”

Madeline understood and got up, only to have Jeremy hold her hand.

“Don’t go, Linnie.”

“Be good, Jeremy. Let Shirley give you that injection and you’ll be alright, okay?” Madeline hushed Jeremy as if he was a child before she let go of her hand.

“Thank you, Shirley.”

“You’re welcome. It’s my pleasure to help those in need.” Shirley gave a small smile.

Madeline did not think too much of it and went out.

She gave Jeremy one last glance before she closed the door. She saw that the man’s half-squinted peach blossom eyes were tinted red.

He was looking at her delicately.