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 then he saw Stuart already

Since when did

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

shot a warning glance at

Fletcher

The food was terrible!

salad was tasteless, the spaghetti was mushy,

sat a bit away from them, seemingly enjoying her meal

shocked, stared

she really just eating

had said Morwenna was struggling financially, living

shifted slightly to block

as she

the hospital entrance was

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

warningly

bowed his head and started digging in, his heart

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