411: Young Madam Will Be Fine (1)

Everyone else stepped aside, each with a solemn and serious expression, their eyes fixed on the backs of the doctors.

It seemed like an eternity had passed. After thoroughly examining the patient, the doctors finally turned around.

"How is it?" Henry Taylor came up, frowning with worry.

"The fever's not going down. We've used fever medicine and started an IV drip, but the body temperature remains at 40 degrees, with no signs of the fever receding." The leading doctor, who appeared to be in his forties, looked grave. "The unconscious state is due to the high fever!"

"What should we do then?" Henry's face turned dark with worry as he constantly pounded his fist into the palm of his hand, "What should we do!?"

"Don't worry. There's no need for a hospital at the moment. The Yancey family's medical equipment is state-of-the-art and quite sufficient. We will try to physically bring the fever down first, and if that doesn't work, then we will think of other means..."