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    Even when the fever dipped, it never fell below 101°F.


    He was mostly delirious, rarely aware of his surroundings.


    Linda, stationed by his bedside in her wheelchair, maintained a constant vigil.


    Eric’s face was burning with fever, his lips cracked and dry. Sweat rolled down his temples, dampening his hair and soaking into the pillow.


    Linda wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, quietly swapping out the ice pack from his forehead. She leaned close, her voice soft but steady. “Eric, please get better soon.”


    That morning, Hadley had no shooting schedule.


    She and Brady had nned a visit to the hospital.


    Upon their arrival, Josue conducted several tests on Brady.


    “The results show no major concerns.” Josue reviewed the report and spoke in a calm, measured tone. “Mr. Jenkins, you underwent surgery three months ago?”


    “Yes,” Brady replied, nodding. “I was injured in a car ident. My liver was affected.”


    Fortunately, the injuries were superficial, and the surgery left nosting impacts.


    “Good,” Josue responded with a nod. “Your recovery seems to be on track ording to the report. However…”


    He turned to Hadley. “Regarding a bone marrow transnt, you’ll need to wait another three months. The criteria for a donor are quite strict…”


    “Another wait?” Brady frowned. “Can’t we speed this up somehow? Doctor, I really am fine.”


    Josue offered a gentle smile. “Feeling fine doesn’t equate to being ready. That’s a determination for medical experts to make.”


    He borated, “Mr. Jenkins, you’ve just had major surgery. Your liver must fully heal. Rushing into another procedure could jeopardize your recovery. Additionally, you should adopt a high-protein diet, engage in regr physical activity, and focus on your mental well-being to reduce potential surgical risks.”


    “But…” Brady still felt the pace was too slow.


    “No buts.” Hadley frowned slightly. “Didn’t you hear what the doctor said?”


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    The three-month dy was already a significant reduction from the initial, longer waiting period.


    Risking Brady’s health for any reason was not an option for her.


    “Dr. Duncan, we will adhere to your rmendations.”


    “Very well.” Josue acknowledged with a nod. “I will prescribe some medications for you to take daily, and I’m also referring you to a therapist. You must attend those sessions consistently.”


    He handed Brady a booklet. “Here’s a guidebook for exercises tailored to such conditions. Please follow it closely.”


    “Okay.” Brady took the booklet, his expression serious.


    Josue then addressed Hadley. “I will set the surgery date and inform you as soon as it’s confirmed.”


    At these words, Hadley’s emotions overflowed, tears brimming in her eyes. “Thank you so much, Dr. Duncan.”


    “You’re wee.”


    After their appointment, Brady headed to the pharmacy to pick up his prescriptions.


    “Hadley, please wait here. I’ll be quick.”


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