When Stuart heard the suggestion, he was ready to refuse outright.

It's not like I'm dying. Why the need for an IV?

He hated lying in a hospital bed, a needle stuck in his arm, feeling utterly vulnerable.

But then he saw Morwenna letting out a relieved sigh, "He's okay, that's good. Oh, I gave him an anti-inflammatory pill at lunch. Will that affect the IV?"

"No, it won't have any impact."

"Thanks, Dr. Vaughn. Let's eat dinner now."

Stuart's refusal was at the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed it back.

Fletcher breathed a sigh of relief, his hunch was right; having Morwenna around did make Stuart comply with the treatment.

Morwenna pulled out three packed meal sets and handed one each to Stuart and Fletcher.

Fletcher was bewildered as he opened his-it was the most modest meal set he had ever seen.

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but

Since when did Stuart

he was the first to reject anything slightly off his taste, but today he seemed fine

shot a warning glance

no choice, Fletcher started

The food was terrible!

tasteless, the spaghetti was mushy, and the meatballs were

them, seemingly enjoying her

stared at

really just

struggling financially, living frugally, but seeing

gaze, she shifted slightly to block her meal

as she

the hospital entrance

Stuart and Fletcher, she wouldn't have even bought the

warningly at Fletcher

bowed his head and

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