Javier swapped out Theodore's meds, rewrapped the gauze, and gave him another once-over before finally letting out a big sigh of relief.

Javier muttered, "Mr. Reynolds lost a ton of blood. He might get some fevers tonight. It's cool; just keep him cool with some wet cloths or something." Grace stood by the bed, her eyes bouncing between Theodore and Javier. "Got it. Thanks a lot. I'll walk you out."@@novelbin@@

Grace saw Javier out, and her phone buzzed. She checked it; it was a reply from Phoebe.

It had been ten minutes since she sent the pic.

Phoebe: [Grace, take good care of him. I'll treat you to dinner another day.]

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