Chapter 37 I Want To Eat The Food You Cooked

• The doctor immediately administered the injection to Emmett. It had taken a while, but his condition finally stabilized. The doctor sighed in relief as he packed up his things, before turning to her. "Make sure you get him to drink plenty of liquids. Also, he mustn't be doing anything rigorous or exhausting that may affect his recovery, all right?”
• “OK.”
• Alyssa grabbed a towel from his bedside table to wipe the sweat off his forehead. By the time she had done so, the others already made their way out of the room.