Chapter 509

Naomi spooned the medicine into his mouth and then brought the cup to his lips. Scott drank it all, the warmth of the concoction carrying the medicine down his throat, flooding into his stomach, igniting a searing heat that roiled within him. Naomi watched as Scott finished the entire cup, not leaving a drop, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Taking the medicine should help. She was worried he might refuse it, much like he avoided going to the hospital. That would have been troublesome. But thankfully, he was cooperative. A smile flickered in Naomi's eyes as she took the cup to wash it and placed it on the countertop. Glancing at her phone, she realized it was already eleven o'clock. He should rest now. Approaching Scott, she asked, "Can you stand up?" Without waiting for his response, she continued, "Sleeping here wouldn't be comfortable, and you might catch a chill. You should rest in the bedroom. You'll feel much better tomorrow." Scott's heart burned, as if boiling water,