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He then faces me again and says, “I will leave the healing cream and the vial of painkiller along with a spare syringe. Use the healing cream every 3 hours for the next few days and only if she needs it you can give her the bare minimum, as you only want to take the pain away, not send her back to sleep.” Owen says as he wraps everything that he used up and places it back in his medical bag. He then bows his head slightly and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

Layla replied gently. "Dr. Turner, I'm not used to you being this polite all of a sudden." Sean chuckled. "Even so, I still have to thank you properly for doing me such a big favor," Layla said with a soft, cheerful smile. Relieved to see her brighten up, Sean smiled gently and said, "Glad that you're alright now, Dr. Turner. Well, I should probably get going too. "I'll write two prescriptions for Mr. Turner Senior later. Just follow the instructions and give him the medication three times a day; he should be fully recovered in about two weeks."

Time had done what it wanted regardless, the way it always did, moving at its own pace with complete indifference to whoever was sitting beneath it trying to hold things still. Dr. Chen had gone over the medications with him three times. Not because he wasn't listening. Because she wanted to be certain the information was landing in a body that had enough hydration in it to actually retain things, which was, she said, a reasonable clinical concern. She'd given him printed instructions. A small paper bag with the first week's supply. A follow-up appointment card for Friday. She'd looked at him over her glasses when he stood to leave and said: If anything changes before Friday, you call me. No

He nodded, smiling faintly. “The anti-inflammatory is every eight hours,” I continued. “If you feel chest tightness or shortness of breath, that’s not a ‘wait and see’ thing, that’s an ‘Eli panics and calls three doctors’ thing.” “That sounds excessive,” he said. “It’s accurate,” I replied flatly. I kept reading. “No heavy lifting. No stairs unless I’m with you. Limited caffeine. No driving. No alcohol.” He chuckled softly. “Good luck with that last one.”

She added. "Okkay." Adam replied. "Here are the medications. Give them after every 2 hours. The drug effect will wear off by morning." She explained. "Thank you so much, doctor. Please don't spill out anything." He asked and she nodded before she left the mansion. "What's going on?" I asked with a worried tone. "It's that bastard Brown." Adam shouted. "What?. What did he do?" I asked.

Three days later "Finally my precious Sunday has arrived." Nandini smiled as she over dramatically threw herself on her bed. "I can sleep till late in the morning. Oh my precious sleep!" She rolled on the bed, grinning. That was when her eyes landed on her table where the capsule ingredients were safely placed. She remembered that she had to make a stronger dose of those capsules of hers. Throughout the week, she had a hard time staying in a closed space with him even with the capsules that she consumed in the interval of every three to fours hours.

Garreth laid on the white leather couch like a child, he closed his eyes. Before Marcela could word out anything, Spencer pulled out his phone. "Good day, I would like to book an appointment." "Yes, he is usual patient." Spencer said. "I would appreciate it if Mrs. Martin's had private sessions with him in his home as per usual." "Thank you, good bye." He added. "Garreth, did you take your pills like a good boy?" Spencer asked. "Yes, Spence I took my pills like a good boy. I'm a good boy." Garreth said like a child snuggling into Spencer's embrace.

"My last appointments are at 4:00 and 6:00 today, so I can train you at 5:00 or at 7:00, just let me know when you can make it. I'll check my schedule for Wednesday and Friday when I get in." I drank the shake, listening. "Here are some supplements to take." Again she pointed to a pillbox split into days of the week, with several openings for each day. She pulled out a strip, and I saw it was actually seven different containers, one for each day, each one split into 4 parts. "Take the first ones now. The next ones just before lunch, and the third before your afternoon meal." She dropped the strip of pills into a bag which contained the soft sided cooler with my Tupperware containers.

My leg felt like it was on fucking fire “Did the doc happen to give you any pain killers for me?” “Yeah” Zac reached into his pocket and handed me a box of pills “Take 2 every 4 to six hours with food.” “Fuck food” I groaned as I grabbed four and swallowed them dry. “Come on let’s get you inside, those pills are strong as fuck, and you just took four. You will be on your arse soon” He wrapped his arm around me for support and walked me into the house. He got me settled on the couch and suddenly the room started to swim.

he said as Ajax began whimpering "Yes. Just because his fever is down now doesn't mean it won't return later. Dr. Decker said that he needs to take it twice a day 8 hours apart for five days" I said and I saw uncertainty in his eyes as Ajax began to squirm in his arms, "Now hold him still so he downs thief himself in the process of trying to get away" he sighed but did as I asked and held Ajax's arms down pat his sides as I gently grabbed his bottom jaw and injected the medicine into his mouth making Ajax cry and move his head to get away but I held it firmly but gently before drawing my hand back with the empty syringe.