When Chris opened his eyes again, it was to find Sky shaking him gently. The bedside lamp was on, giving him a good view of Sky's face, which was etched with concern. Sky sat on the bed with his legs on the floor. Chris knew, however, that it was still the middle of the night. And it seemed like his fever was returning because he felt hot and his head ached.
"Your temperature has spiked again. You need to take another dose of medicine." Sky whispered.
Chris groggily nodded, his head heavy with fever. He struggled to sit up, and Sky helped him, supporting him up before he reached for the bottle of water and medicine that had been conveniently placed beside them.
Chris took the necessary medication. Once the medicine was administered, Chris sighed and fell back onto the bed. He couldn't continue like this. He would have to see a doctor.