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During that incident, after the doctor checked her temperature, she informed them that the lady had a high fever and it must be attended to immediately.
Her brother Kayle asked what could be done for it while he stayed calm knowing falling in perplexing won’t help at all. The doctor nodded at him. She moved to her bag, opening it up she took out a small pouch of medicine saying,
“Give her this. It’s a fever medicine. Make sure you absorb it in a clear glass of water first then make her drink it. Be it done carefully. Give her the medicine twice a day. Don’t forget to cool down her temperature in the process. She should recover from her heating as soon as possible.” She gave the instruction as she handed over the pouch to Kayle.
Once it was in his hand he dived into his pocket asking, ‘How much is the fees?” when a palm raise at him stopped him from pulling out his purse. The doctor smiled and answered,
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