It was ajar, giving her a peek into the coom
“What are you doing?”
She hadn’t seen her face in a minor, but it was possibly a mess as well.
“He probably needs to rest. I shouldn’t disturb him.”
“But you’re already here.”
Imnot a doctor. It’s not I can do anything for him. You’re the doctor. You go in
She glimpsed Austyn lying on the bed.
His eyes were closed
His brows were lumowed deeply even in sleep.
Acvar plastic tube snaked down from the IV stand and was connected to a needle in the back of his hand
didn’t want to wake him.
Nor did she want to piss him off, which happened the last time they talked.
Less than right hours ago, he’d wanted to take her away–she had no idea where–but she refused to leave the ER. Austyni had looked so mad back then.
Jesse sighed, exasperated. “If you don’t want to go in, why did you follow me up here?
Kira just stared at the floor.
‘Doctor Chase, what are you doing out here? Are stopped behind them.
She held a tray with a transport bag of liquid on it.
“Did you up the dose of (buprofen?” Jesse asked
“Yes. 400 me per jo mi normal saline. And antibiotics for the tonsillitis.”
Why do you need to up the use? Kina asked.
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