[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

Jack didn't say anything more, but Carl felt that there was nothing to regret afterwards!

Although Jack immediately soaked in the hot water for a long time, he stood in the cold wind for several hours wearing only his suit, and the clear sky outside shone on Jack's flushed face with fever.The facilities on the Carpathia are indeed not as good as those on the Titanic. To put it bluntly, the sealing and heat preservation facilities of this already good second-class cabin are more than one level worse than the Titanic!

Carl paid for Lai Fujie to keep finding bedding and quilts to keep Jack warm, and at the same time called the waiter with an eager expression to find the best doctor for him.Yesterday, Jack's face was red and blue with cold, and today he was completely feverish and turned bright red.Seeing that Jack had a fever and was lying on the bed in a daze, Karl could only keep ordering the maid to wipe Jack's forehead with alcohol.

The doctor finally showed up. Mr. Anthony was of course very considerate under the pressure of money, but limited to the medical level at the beginning of the [-]th century, Carl really didn't have any confidence in Mr. Anthony. He looked at Mr. Anthony anxiously: "Jack's Has your condition improved?"

"I have already prescribed medicine for Mr. Dawson, but his temperature is too high, but if his temperature still cannot drop after six hours, then it is likely to turn into pneumonia." Mr. Anthony thought for a while, Continued: "Mr. Hawley, the cooling method you have chosen is very good, but if this is not enough, I suggest using cold water with ice cubes."

Carl's face was very gloomy, but he still squeezed out a smile and sent Mr. Anthony out the door.As soon as Mr. Anthony left the room, the smile on Carl's face disappeared completely. He drove the waiters out of the room, took off Jack's clothes, and wiped his whole body with the most alcoholic spirits available on the ship.

Jack's beautiful blue eyes were half-opened blankly, and physiological tears began to gather in the eye sockets, and he murmured vaguely: "Mom, I'm so uncomfortable."

Carl was so distressed and guilty for a while that he didn't know how to express it. When Jack appeared in front of him, he was always enthusiastic, cheerful, strong and optimistic. Even when he was angry, he was very direct. He has never behaved like he is now. This helplessness is actually nothing more than a child who has just grown up.

Carl sighed, and he tore off his collar irritably.Carl recalled the way Jack was asked sharply by Mrs. DeWitt at the dinner party, "Do you just like the life of wandering around?" - Jack's downcast eyes were full of sadness. The boy was obviously hurt at that time, and he expected that he could With a stable home, there may be expectations for future lovers and children in it, but Jack didn't fight back. He just raised his head again, smiled and used words to cover up his feelings.

Carl stroked Jack's cheek, his fingers lightly covered Jack's lips, and finally Carl lowered his head and kissed Jack's lips gently: "Dear Jack, get well. You should wake up, I haven't given you any Isn’t it the explanation for all your deceit? I’m giving you this chance now. As soon as you wake up, I will immediately explain all my plans. I can also make you responsible. How about waiting for you to earn money to support your family in the future? We don’t care about mine Property, everything in the house is up to you."

God never heard Karl's sincere prayer, even though this was the most pious moment in his life, Jack's body temperature did not subside in the slightest, his expression became more and more uncomfortable, and what made Karl even more anxious was that Jack's limbs even appeared Symptoms of convulsions - this omen is very bad!

Karl stared fiercely at his pocket watch. The time on it was getting closer and closer to the "six hours" Mr. Anthony explained. He took a deep breath, his eyes full of hesitation.Carl was sure that this was the most difficult decision in his life, and he had never experienced the possibility of failure more than any other business he had experienced before.

Carl closed his eyes and waited for a while, his fingers traced gently along Jack's eye sockets, bridge of nose and lips, and he finally opened his eyes.Carl's eyes became firm, and he opened the door after covering Jack with a quilt.The butler Lai Fujie stood outside the door respectfully and loyally as always, waiting for his master's orders all the time.

"Lai Fujie, go get ice cubes and prepare cold water. I want to physically cool Jack down."

Carl lost all his courage after saying this sentence. His palms were gripping the doorknob hard, and the veins on his arms were bulging, but Carl straightened his back. He had no choice but this last way—if If Jack's high fever turns into pneumonia, Carl can't be sure that Jack will be alive when he arrives in New York.

"Yes, master." Lai Fujie quickly left the cabin, and Carl leaned against the wall of the room at once. He covered his face with his hands to hide his expression. Carl didn't want his weak posture to be discovered by anyone.

No matter what time it is, nobles always have privileges. The bathtub in Karl’s room was quickly filled with ice water. Karl looked at the cold water inside, and hesitantly stretched out his hand to test it. His fingers instantly felt the cold. , and Karl's heart is also cold.

Carl looked back at Jack wriggling on the bed, he didn't hesitate any more.Carl went to the bed, picked up Jack's naked body, and quickly threw Jack into the icy water.Jack had a fever, but he wasn't fainted and incapacitated. In fact, the human body's potential was more easily stimulated when he lost self-control. Jack was like this now.

Jack lay in the icy water and struggled fiercely. He kept trying to break free from Carl's grip and escape from the icy water in the bathtub, but Carl could only grit his teeth and press Jack's body with all his strength. He had no choice.Jack is not a weak little boy, nor is he a weak old man. He is now in his youth, and what he can't use up is strength, so Jack's resistance is getting more and more fierce.

Carl seemed to be punching him unconscious, but he wasn't sure if this would aggravate Jack's condition. He could only suppress Jack's body with all his strength, and soon Carl's condition was even worse than Jack's. His suit has been scrunched up by a mixture of ice water and sweat, and his face has scars from Jack's fists and nails.

"Lai Fujie, how long is it until six hours?" Carl asked out of breath. He didn't know how long it had been, but Jack finally stopped struggling.Carl stroked Jack's forehead. He didn't know if it was his own illusion. Carl felt that Jack's fever had gone down!

"Master, it's still 10 minutes away from six hours." Lai Fujie's rigid voice sounded in Carl's ear.

Carl raised his head and shouted, "Call Mr. Anthony over here, immediately!"

Yes, it wasn't his illusion. He suddenly realized it when he was wiping his sweat just now. The temperature on Jack's forehead was already almost the same as his. Carl wondered if Jack would start to lose temperature if he was soaked in ice water like this again. up.

Damn it, when you land on American soil, you must develop medical care and biochemistry!Carl gritted his teeth in his heart.