He told you to take his cloak. He fucking told you, now its your own fault that you turned sick. You were currently laying in your bed with Law walking all around the Polar tang, searching for some kind of medicine. You couldn't even get up anymore, coughing made you feel like throwing up and the headaches you had made your vision blurr. Ikkaku and Penguin were making soup for you as you hadn't eaten in days, your throat hurting too much to do so.. Well this didn't seem like a normal flue or cold, but Law really didn't know what kind of disease you had.