Novel & Cerita Regular Show Temp Check

With a smile, I looked down at Axton, who still clutched my hand tightly, refusing to release it when I attempted to pull it away. With a soft sigh, I used my free hand to retrieve the soaked washcloth and wrung it out with one hand. When I placed it back on Axton’s forehead, it wasn’t as neat as before, but it was expected with only one hand. Instead of holding the cloth in place, I left it alone as I retrieved the thermometer to check his temperature. “103.2.” I read the digital temperature when it beeped.

"55 beats per minute. Is that good?" "That's fucking amazing, Ki-Ki. Before, he was running around ninety, ninety-five at rest," Asher rushed to answer. "Is he running a temp?" I laid the inside of my wrist against his forehead. "Maybe a little one. He feels slightly warm to the touch. But dry, there's no sweat or dampness." "Good, honey. You're doing great. Open his eyes for me. Do his pupils look normal?" I checked. "They seem a little bigger than normal, but I wouldn't say they look abnormal. Does that make sense?"

"fuck get her in the shower now; I'll get the first aid kit." He goes running off as I pick the young woman up Carter and Jack have now joined us to see what all the commotion is, Jack, runs ahead to turn the shower on and open the door Its easier to step inside with her as I hold her in my arms the cold water spraying down on us both. Noah comes back with a thermometer; he checks her temperature. "39.2 fuck keep her under for a few minutes." I stand under the spray as Noah checks again "38 thank god it's coming down, bring her out I will contact the emergency services."

Once it went off, she took it back and read off the temperature with a guarded expression. “So, it says that you’re currently at ninety-nine point two degrees. Is that considered normal for you?” I lightly shook my head. “Not really, my normal temperature tends to stay around ninety-eight point five.” After that, she wrapped my arm in a stiff cloth-sleeve that gradually grew tighter. By the time that test was finished, we’d concluded that even more blood pressure was slightly elevated too. The next thing Dr. Hoffman did was place an unexpected object in my hand. I glanced down, my eyes nearly bugged out of my head.

I take advantage othe time she’s focused on the task to admire her. “It might not mean much to you Tea Boy, but there’s a whole bunch of regulars that require their caffeine hit around here, and consistency is key. No funny business. Give me your hand.” Harley takes my hand and puts it onto the milk jug as she turns on the steam. Her touch sends tingles through my arm. “Use your hand to feel the temperature, there’s a thermometer around here somewhere if you’d prefer, but the general rule is: you should be able to hold your hand on it for three seconds once it gets hot. Anything hotter and it’ll scold.”

“You sat up too soon. And you fought two rogues yesterday. So yes, I’m checking everything.” Decker didn’t argue. But his eyes followed her every step. Lotty stopped in front of him and held out the thermometer. “Open.” He did. She watched the small digital display until it beeped, then pulled it away. “Temperature’s normal,” she muttered. Decker leaned back slightly. “You sound disappointed.” “I’d be thrilled if you behaved like a patient,” Lotty replied. Decker’s mouth twitched. Lotty ignored him and lifted the stethoscope. “Sit straight.”

I chuckled and replied," Don't worry, my assistant manager Lucifer will guide you. Also secretaries have less work, you just have to give me coffee and follow me around." " Oh thank you," she said and was about to leave when I asked her to come closer. I wanted to check her temperature to see if she's fine now or not. I don't want her to faint in the middle of work. She slowly walks towards my chair and lowers her head. My eyes couldn't unsee her exposed cleavage. I turned my face to the other side and touched her forehead. Her temperature was normal. " Okay, you can leave. Also give some time to Khristos and Shanell."

(Preshy): “Oh no, Doctor, I’m alright. They’ve been sensitive all afternoon kind of stimulated, actually but I’m not in pain.” My pulse quickened as I read. DING! (Dr. Sam): “That’s a typical reaction. Nipples can remain reactive for hours after examination. I’d feel more at ease if I could visually confirm everything looks normal.” My stomach dropped. DING! (Preshy): “I’m in the gym locker room right now, about to shower before heading home. How would you be able to check?” DING! (Dr. Sam): “You can take a photo and send it.”

She wanted to place her hand on him to make sure that his temperature is okay. She bit her lips, with indecisive spreading over her. She should ask for permission right? "What is it? "He asked, reluctantly. "Can I check your temperature? I have to make sure...."She trailed off. His eyebrows shot up, "You can" his answer surprised her. She leaned forward and placed a palm on his forehead. A feeling of relief rushed through her, his fever has broken. She used her palm down to his neck then to his chest, her brows were knitted in concentration. Damon could feel her soft touch.

Despite my erratic heartbeat, I lifted my glass at him with faux calmness. "It's been a long time since we last met. What a coincidence. Are you here to scope your surroundings for your next target?" Julius took a seat next to me, his deep gaze pinned on me. My smile was starting to become strained. I was about to set my glass down when he spoke up in an icy voice. "It's been a long time, indeed." After he clinked his glass against mine, Julius drained his drink instantly. He never responded to my question. We both ended up downing drink after drink together.