Chapter 63 Can't Warm His Heart

"I'm not cold. It's just a little hot." Bertha subconsciously fanned herself with her hand. The strange smell made her want to hit the wall. She turned around and went to the table to get some water. Because she was in a hurry, the water spilled all over the ground. She cleaned up awkwardly and neatly. Field was a little curious when he saw that Bertha was so agile. She didn't look like a patient at all. Bertha felt a sharp light shooting over as she cleaned up. She knew that Field started to doubt her, so she quickly stopped and sat aside, gasping for breath. He looked sideways at Bertha who was tired. Her illness couldn't be fake, and the doctor wouldn't lie. But he suspected her a little. So he whispered, "Have a good rest. I have something to do in the company, I have to go now." Bertha nodded. "Safe drive." Field had finally left. Bertha heaved a sigh of relief and took a sip of water. However, the strange smell ling