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."

to the separate VIP consultation

for a few days, and there's a murmur in her lungs that needs to be hooked up

with a mobile X-ray machine. Then prescribe medicine and

got it." Luther gave Joyce a

feeling well 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 person of iron cannot hold

A high fever over 40 degrees, if it triggered a spasm,

and followed the nurse to the VIP holding room. The detention room is large and the facilities of the private hospital are first class. Itis like a high-class room with a double bed and a small bar with a TV

the bed,

of Joyce, and brought in a fever

the nurse had left, Luther intended to take Joyce's uniform off. He had just carried her all the way in, wrapping her in a blanket, not wanting to be too conspicuous. After all, most people watched the press conference

He unbuttoned her chest.