"Wait!" Debra tried to stop the bodyguard, but he had disappeared in a sh.


    She was at a loss for what to do,


    In his wheelchair, Andrew was gasping for breath. Debra hurried over and asked anxiously, "What should I do now? Is there anything I can do for you?


    "Just stand there."


    "Stand here?"


    "Just stand there," Andrew said weakly.


    Debra knew that her standing there without causing trouble was likely the best course of action. But Andrew had helped her so many times. She couldn''t simply stand by while he was suffering.


    Recalling how nurses at the hospital took care of patients during asthma attacks, Debra quickly sprang into action.


    ""Wait here."


    "Ms. Frazier."


    Andrew tried to stop her, but Debra was already off like a rocket.Exclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.


    Andrew coughed, his breathing in ragged gasps. Debra rushed to the windows, throwing them open to allow fresh air to circte. She then dashed to the bathroom, grabbed a warm towel, and hurried back to Andrew''s side. "You have asthma, right? Take deep breaths."


    "Ms. Frazier..."


    Andrew tried to speak, but Debra wouldn''t let him. She used the warm towel to wipe Andrew''s hands, helping to ease his muscles.


    She remembered that during asthma attacks, it was crucial to keep the body rxed and breathing easy.


    "Deep breaths," she repeated, her voice soothing yet firm. "Let''s at least stabilize you first."


    She could tell the attack wasn''t too severe, but she needed to find his medication to be sure.


    "Do you have any medication?"


    "Ms. Frazier, you don''t have to..."


    "Forget it. I''ll find it myself."


    Andrew failed to stop her once again. The house was enormous, and the medicine cab wasn''t in the room.


    She bumped into a maid who asked, "Ms. Frazier, do you need something?"


    "Where''s the medicine cab?"


    "There are many medicines, Ms. Frazier. Which one do you need?"


    "The one for asthma."


    "Asthma? I''m not sure, but all the medicine cabs are in his bedroom. Ms. Frazier..."


    "Where''s his bedroom?"


    "In the far corner of the hallway, on the left."


    Debra sprinted down the hallway, her heart pounding in her chest. She hadn''t expected Andrew''s bedroom to be so far from where they were. When she finally reached the room, she pushed open the door and immediately spotted the medicine cab under the coffee table.


    The cab was filled with bottles and jars. She opened it and searched through the medicines, her fingers trembling slightly. Finally, she found a bottle of asthma medication.


    "Got it," she murmured to herself, clutching the bottle tightly.


    She rushed back to the room where Andrew was waiting and ced the bottle in front of him. Is this the


    one??


    Seeing her serious expression, Andrew nodded and said, "Water."


    "Okay," Debra replied, quickly pouring a ss of water and handing it to Andrew, who took two pills.


    "Feeling better?" she asked.


    Andrew just smiled weakly and didn''t answer.


    Just then, the bodyguard returned with a private doctor in tow. The doctor immediately set aside his tools and began to examine Andrew''s condition.