A Fever In The Heartland Novels & Stories

He will not leave her. But he can't fix this. A cool cloth doesn't stop whatever's happening inside my daughter. Whatever Lumi left behind is waking up, and it doesn't care that Lulu is too small for it, or that the roads are buried, or that her mother is standing in a hospital hallway falling apart. "Keep her on her side. If the fever goes above 104, fill the bathtub with lukewarm water. Not cold. Lukewarm. And call me. Call me every fifteen minutes."

"Don't worry. I know exactly what I'm doing." Her voice was breezy, almost casual, like she was talking about trimming a houseplant. "I watched the whole thing. The fever was just her immune system rebuilding itself. "Her body can only break through its limits if it's been pushed right up against death. Kids these days are so used to being pampered that they can't handle a little fever. How are they supposed to handle something like this when the time comes?" I listened to Mom describe my suffering like it was nothing more than a minor inconvenience, and my chest tightened until I could barely breathe.

Since when did this CEO know so much about medicine? Before I could think of a response, Nurse Martha stepped in smoothly. “Mr. Robinson, a 38°C fever is low-grade. Medically, fevers are classified by severity. Anything under 38 is usually treated with physical methods. Antibiotics have side effects—not just for children but also for adults with weaker constitutions.” I shot Martha a grateful look. A+ explanation. That should shut him up. But Everett didn’t look convinced. “You said Scarlett is generally healthy, didn’t you?” His gaze sharpened.

"No, no, no-" Vera came running. Felt his forehead. Listened to his chest. "It's not pneumonia. Just a high fever. But it's dangerous at his age. I don't have the medicine we need." "What medicine?" "Children's fever reducer. The kind made by packs. I've been out for weeks." My blood went cold. The nearest pack with a proper infirmary was Silver Creek. Three hours away. "I'll go," Dax said. I looked at him. "You can't-"

It seemed like he was getting a fever too. He had never experienced this before, which is why he was so affected and agitated. When they arrived at the hospital, he was still in a state of panic. He was no longer composed. He almost screamed when entering the emergency room, which prompted the staff to rush. "Her fever is quite high," said the nurse when checking Heart's condition. He considered himself fortunate that he had gone to her condo to relax after work, but now he was extremely stressed about what was happening to Heart. It seemed like he might have a heart attack himself.

Azura- The next few days were brutal. We had to keep to the back roads to avoid traffic cameras, but that wasn’t the worst part. The fact is that I have had a fever ever since we left Kansas. Cyran was doing his best to help me get the fever down, but nothing worked.

She had come back a few months ago, after a small werewolf had freed her from the clutches of witches and rogues. He knew Hanna was traumatized, but she hid it, so he did everything to see her smile. That included throwing parties and treating her friends as if they were royal. One day, she will find her fated fireheart, and Boris hopes that her fireheart was a dragon in the clã, or that he will join the clã. He can't lose her. All dragons have an incomplete fire in their heart, but when they find their fated fireheart, that fire never goes out, and they love forever. They only love one dragon in all their long lives. Even after death, they won't be able to love another dragon.

I didn’t feel like I was getting a fever, but my body was warm. Perhaps I was going into heat. Landry leaned down and pressed his lips against mine, causing my heart to flutter once again. I pulled away from him quickly, gasping for breath. He looked startled by my rejection, maybe even a little hurt. “The doctor will be here shortly, per request,” he says with a frown as he felt my forehead. “You’re a little warm. Perhaps you are getting another fever.” It wasn’t like me to want a doctor. But I was hoping they could give me some kind of medication to help the discomfort I was feeling in my heart.