High Fever

Kevin Kyle returned to the ward and sat down beside Karen Daly. He gently held her in his arms and said, "Karen, you didn't rest all night. I'll stay here with Little Karen. You can go lie down for a while." "Little Karen has a recurrent fever. Look at her hand, it is already swollen... I can't sleep like this." Karen was fighting her tears as she lamented her pain to Kevin. She then snuggled up in his arms. She had returned to Kevin and Little Karen for more than half a year now. During the past few months, Little Karen was a lively and active child, and she was also very lovely and sensible. No one ever needed to worry about her. Especially since she had Brother Lionel. Brother Lionel accompanied her and took care of her, so she was more well-behaved and sensible. But as she looked at Little Karen now, who was lying unconscious with a high fever, she seemed to have lost a lot of weight in the past two days. Little Karen's soft, pink face became so pale that she looked like a sheet of