Chapter 58 Jordy Bally takes care of Ian Johnson for a night

"Ian Johnson!" Jordy Bally stretched out his hand and hugged the girl in his arms, hugged her horizontally, ran into the bedroom, and stopped by the bed. The girl is dripping wet now, you can't just put her on the bed like this? Not caring so much anymore, Jordy Bally took off the girl's clothes in twos and twos, dried her with a bath towel, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt. Reached out to Ian Johnson's forehead. So hot! It burns so badly. "Huh—huh—" Ian Johnson exhaled hot air from his mouth, and it was difficult to breathe. Slowly opening her weak eyes, she saw the man standing beside her bed. "You, you help me, bring me the syringe." Ian Johnson said weakly. "Where?" "Pull, in the drawer." Ian Johnson stretched out his finger. Jordy Bally quickly opened the drawer, took out the syringe, returned to the bed again, and was about to lift the