You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She struggled and moved a lot.

“I don't want to go to the hospital, just go home and get some sleep. I want to go home!"

Luther could barely hold her. This is the first time he has seen such a willful and lovely Joyce.

She was not afraid of the world, but she was afraid of the injection.

He stifled a laugh and wrapped the blanket tighter around her, "Okay, no shots, fill some medicine and go home, okay? There's no allopathic medicine at home, this isn't Khebury's home, this is THE CAPITAL." "Hmm." She quieted down and continued to close her eyes. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Luther went to the 24-hour emergency desk, flashed his black and gold card, and soon, the emergency desk arranged for a doctor.

The nurse took Joyce's temperature and frowned, “40.5, a very high temperature. The doctor is already waiting, you guys hurry inside."

carried her to the

doctor said decisively, "She's had a cold for a few days, and there's a murmur in her lungs that needs to be hooked up to water or it will develop

with a mobile X-ray machine. Then prescribe medicine and hang water, you can not leave tonight, must

it." Luther gave Joyce

and had been for a few days. I'm afraid she has been sick since the Charlotte affair and has been carrying it hard until now. Even a

degrees, if it triggered a spasm, could not be handled at home at all. Besides, it's worse when it develops into

up Joyce and followed the nurse to the VIP holding room. The detention room is large and the facilities of the private hospital are first

bed, he sat down

in an X-ray machine, took a chest X-ray of Joyce, and brought in a fever patch to put on

carried her all the way in, wrapping her in a blanket, not wanting to be too conspicuous. After all, most people watched

He unbuttoned her chest.