Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 1374 She Could Not Tell Him

Luca stopped moving when she sensed Tommy’s reaction. She continued to pat Tommy's back.

The caretaker yawned and went to take her position on the other bed.

Luke turned off the lights. The only source of illumination in the room was a small table lamp next to the couch.

Luca slowly dozed off as she listened to the child's even breathing. She let her guard down, even though Luke was

still observing her.

A while later, she sensed that the child's body temperature was beginning to rise. She placed Tommy on the bed

and sat up straight.

The table lamp near the couch cast a long shadow from behind her, and she could not see Tommy clearly, so she

turned on the bedside lamp.

Tommy's face was a much redder color. His fever had returned.

Luke noticed her movements and asked her, "What's wrong?"

"Tommy's fever is back." Luca rang the bell. Dr. Blake and the nurse quickly came into the room.

"Is Tommy having a fever again?" Dr. Blake asked and inserted a thermometer in the child’s armpit.

Luca nodded. Her hair was slightly frizzy because she was lying down earlier. "It only happened a short while ago. I

rang the bell when I felt the heat on my hand."

The nurse glanced at the temperature records and nodded." Two minutes ago, the nurse came to check the child's

temperature. His temperature was 99.9 degrees, and it was not high enough for the doctor to prescribe medicine."

Luca breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she discovered it in time.

A high fever might be potentially lethal to a young child...

Dr. Blake read the thermometer and said anxiously, "102.2 degrees. Get the dispensary to deliver some antipyretic

medication and a saline drip bottle here. Prepare to lower his temperature physically."

The nurse immediately went out of the room to make preparations.

Luca stepped away from the bed to make space, but Tommy instinctively grabbed onto her hand.

She had no other choice but to sit down again and gently pat his back.

Dr. Blake saw that and said, "The child likes you a lot."

He knew that Luca was not Luke's wife, and he was curious why the child would want to cling to someone unrelated

to him.

The child was present when Luca was treating Bianca in the hospital, and Dr. Blake knew that the child was friendly

toward Luca. However, the child was grabbing onto Luca's arm as though she was the only one who could save his

life.

Luca felt sorry for the young child as she tried to comfort him.

The nurse returned to the room with ice packs, a cooling strip, and rubbing alcohol. Luca said, "Give me the ice

packs.

She put an ice pack under each of Tommy's armpits. That would help lower his temperature.

The nurse applied the cooling strip to Tommy's forehead, opened the bottle of rubbing alcohol, and said to the

caretaker, "Please come over and help me apply the alcohol to the child's arms, legs, and stomach."

The caretaker immediately went over. She and the nurse rubbed the alcohol on Tommy's body.

Tommy's hand was hugging Luca tightly. It was hard for the nurse and the caretaker to do their job.

"Hand me a cotton pad. I'll rub his arm," Luca said.

The nurse handed Luca a cotton pad dipped in rubbing alcohol.

Luca began to rub Tommy's arm. The three people did not stop working until the items from the dispensary were

delivered to the room.

Dr. Blake hooked Tommy upto the saline drip. Her heart wrenched when she saw that Tommy's hand with the

needle

had swollen a little, so she continued to rub Tommy's arm.

They had to do everything within their capability to lower Tommy's temperature.

They were busy for the next hour, and Tommy's temperature gradually decreased. Eventually, his temperature

went below 100 degrees.

Dr. Blake breathed a sigh of relief. "I hope that the fever doesn't come back again. If it does, all we can do is lower

his temperature with rubbing alcohol. Take his temperature every half an hour. If it goes above 100 degrees, take it

once every ten minutes instead."

"Yes, Dr. Blake," the nurse said.

She had just finished speaking when Tommy began to mumble, "Ms. Luca, won't you give me a hug?"

Luca shook his head and smiled when she heard Tommy's words. The little boy did not know how anxious she was

earlier. She was afraid that Tommy's temperature would not go down.

She guessed that Tommy's fever was caused by a bacterial infection, and the bacteria was attacking Tommy's

immune system, which caused his temperature to rise and fall erratically. She would only be able to prescribe the

correct cure after she knew what bacteria it was.

After Dr. Blake and the nurse left, Luca lay down by Tommy's side once more.

Tommy seemed to have sensed her warmth and leaned closer to her.

She hugged the child tightly, even though the stench of alcohol stung her nostrils.

Halfway through the night, Tommy's temperature rose again, but other than that, it was relatively peaceful.

In the morning, Luca helped Tommy wash his face, then fed him breakfast.

The cook had brought breakfast from Crawford Manor, but Tommy only took a few bites before he said he did not

want to eat anymore.

Luca could tell that he was a picky eater, but she could not cook for him now. "Be a good boy and finish your food,

Tommy. I'll cook something delicious for you next time," she said.

Tommy's eyes sparkled when he heard that. He asked, "Can I ask you to cook anything for me?"

"Yes! As long as you finish this bowl of oatmeal and that glass of soy milk, I'll cook up a feast for you when you're

well again!" Luca said.

Tommy happily ate the rest of the oatmeal and quickly finished the glass of soy milk.

Tommy let out a burp, and Luca smiled. She felt calmer this morning because the test results would be out soon.

Luke had been observing all that. "You can somehow make him listen to you," he said.

Luca turned her head in shock and stared at the man for a few seconds.

She was Tommy's mother. Naturally, she knew his temper and how to make him happy.

However, she could not tell Luke that.

Luca said, "I know that the boy loved my cooking, so that's why I can negotiate with him. Am I right, Tommy?"

"Mm! I love Ms. Luca's cooking!" Tommy nodded.

Luca smiled and patted his head. She picked up another bowl of oatmeal and ate it. The caretaker had informed

the cook to prepare extra food for her.