It was the female assistant who had been taking care of her earlier.
Elena hurriedly said, "It’s nothing to do with her. I’m fine, I just…"
"You’re fine?" Silas pressed her shoulders, keeping her from sitting up. His sharp brows furrowed deeply, and his tone darkened. "You had a fever of forty-one degrees! A few more degrees and you could have gone straight to the crematorium!"
Elena froze and glanced out the window. It was nearly dark. She had slept so long, barely closing her eyes for what felt like a short time.
"Doctor’s here," Lucian’s voice called from outside the door.
Silas nodded and opened the bedroom door. A warm, gentle female voice followed. A middle-aged doctor carrying a medical kit walked in.
Silas gave her a few instructions and stepped aside. The doctor came over, t
