The nurse hurried over and was taken aback upon seeing the two embracing figures in the hospital room.
After a moment, she regained her composure and said, âYou rang the nurseâs bell earlierâ¦?â
Valda Theller struggled to explain, âHe seems to have a fever, could you please check on him?â But Brian Hart still clung tightly to her, refusing to let go.
âBrian Hart, please let go and let the nurse take your temperature,â Valda Theller urged.
âDonât jump, donât⦠I donât want you to leave me⦠Valda Theller, donât jumpâ¦â he murmured.
âOkay, okay, I wonât jump, I wonât leave you,â she replied, unsure of what was happening but going along with his words. âNow, please let go so the nurse can check your temperature and see how youâre doing.â
Finally, her words seemed to have an effect and he slowly released his grip. Valda Theller breathed a sigh of relief as the nurse took his temperature.
â39.5 degrees,â she confirmed. He was definitely running a fever.
Hestâs band remained continued to murmur, âDonât Jump⦠Valda Theller, donât jumpâ¦â
Soon, the doctor arrived and Valda Theller asked anxiously, âDoctor, whatâs wrong with him? Heâs been talking nonsense and seemed to have been having nightmares earlier.â
âItâs likely due to the fever and previous nightmares, causing him to be disoriented and possibly thinking heâs still in a dream. But donât worry, itâs just a temporary phenomenon,â the doctor reassured her.
Valda Theller breathed a small sigh of relief as the doctor conducted a preliminary examination and administered a fever-reducing injection and two bags of saline solution. Because Brian Hartâs left hand was still tightly holding hers, the nurse had to insert the needle into the back of his right hand.
âTomorrow, if the fever subsides, there shouldnât be any problems. But if it doesnât, we may need to conduct further tests. Tonight, the nurse will check his temperature every two hours,â the doctor informed them.
âThank you,â Valda Theller replied.
As they were left alone in the room, Brian Hartâs eyes slowly closed again, but his hand remained clasped in hers and he continued to murmur her name.
Valda Theller wondered what he had dreamt about and what she had done to make him so afraid that he clung to her so tightly, trembling. This man clearly had feelings for her, and she believed have ricked his and called out her name in his dreams?
Would she be able to let go of his hand?
Her gaze fell on their intertwined hands, and she couldnât predict what the future held. Perhaps she wouldnât become ugly with jealousy, perhaps he had already fallen in love with her before she became jealous, perhaps even if he didnât love her in the end, they could still end things gracefullyâ¦
So many maybes floated through her mind, but only she could provide the answer.
Brian Hartâs fever finally subsided at 4am, and Valda Thellerâs heart finally relaxed. Because his hand had been holding hers tightly, she hadnât returned to her own bed to sleep and instead dozed off by his bedside.
Although her eyes were closed, she slept lightly and woke up immediately when he stirred. She opened her eyes and saw that his phoenix eyes were already open.
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