At the hospital

Wesley silently watched the girl lying in the hospital bed. She was put on a drip. He called Adalson.

“She has a high fever-39.8 degrees

Celsius. Her burn wounds are infected. She’s been put on a drip in the hospital.”

Adalson frowned deeply.

“39.8? Wow. She can’t even take care of herself? I’m busy these days. Hartwell just left the city and her parents…” He paused, let out a sigh and continued, “Wesley, please take care of her for me, for just a few days.”

Wesley looked up at the ceiling, baffled. After a moment’s silence, he promised, “Don’t worry, Uncle Adalson. I got this.”

he returned to the ward and sat down in a chair beside the bed. He

E L A ‘s

glared at him at noon. She was full of life then,

the first time, she didn’t look that bad. The second time, she’d fallen into a stupor induced by the

Why didn’t

a moment, he stood up from his chair and grabbed a cotton ball. He dipped

applied the new ointment

because it stung. Wesley adjusted his technique and did it more tenderly

his arm and hers.

soft as a baby girl’s

put the ointment away. Hardly thinking about it, he took her

soft and smooth. He had never felt anything like this. He totally lost

a chance to attend that seminar, so he had hurried here. He heard from an acquaintance that Wesley was there too. He asked

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