“Yes.” Eric’s head bobbed in acknowledgment, warmth crinkling the corners of his eyes. “I’ve registered every detail.”
Hadley’s fingers worked efficiently, prying open pill containers and extracting precisely measured doses, which she extended toward him. “Fetch water for yourself. Your treatment protocol begins immediately.”
“Right away.” Eric rose from his seat and disappeared into the kitchen, his footsteps barely audible against the flooring.
He reappeared moments later, a condensation-covered bottle of water clutched in his hand, which he deposited onto the table with a soft thud.
“Here…” Hadley extended her palm, pills nestled in its center. “Take these now.”
“Certainly…” Eric accepted the medication, cupping the tablets carefully as he prepared to swallow them.
“Wait—” Hadley’s voice cut through the air with unexpected sharpness. Eric froze, concern flooding his features. “Have I misunderstood something?”
“The water…” Hadley’s brow furrowed as she gestured toward the bottle clutched in his fingers. “Is it cold or room temperature?”
“Cold,” Eric admitted without hesitation. “I retrieved it directly from the refrigerator.”
“Absolutely not!”
A shadow descended across Hadley’s features as alarm transformed her expression. “Taking medication with chilled water violates basic health practices!”
She propelled herself upward from her seat, admonishment flowing from her lips as she strode purposefully toward the kitchen. “You couldn’t even get the right water? Do you realize the potential consequences of combining pharmaceuticals with refrigerated liquid?” Content originally comes from f?ndnovel.net
“Hadley…” A low chuckle rumbled from Eric’s chest as his hand caught her wrist, gently halting her departure. “Your concern exceeds the necessity.”
Before she could protest further, he tilted his head backward in one fluid motion, deposited the pills onto his tongue, and washed them down with a substantial swallow of the contested cold water.
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“Eric!” Hadley’s voice cracked with alarm as her fingers closed around his forearm, but the medicine had already disappeared down his throat.
A crimson flush of indignation spread across her eyes. “Have you lost your senses entirely? Didn’t I explicitly instruct against using refrigerated water?”
Eric recoiled slightly, genuinely startled by the intensity of emotion radiating from her usually composed demeanor.
His fingers enveloped hers in a reassuring grasp. “There’s no cause for such distress…”
“In what universe is this even remotely acceptable?” Hadley’s voice trembled with barely contained fury, her eyebrows arching toward her hairline. “Did the doctor’s instructions somehow fail to penetrate your consciousness? Room temperature water is a medical necessity for proper absorption! We’ve barely begun this treatment regimen, and you’re already flagrantly disregarding critical guidelines?”
Her finger jabbed accusingly toward his skull, the gesture sharp with frustrated concern.
“A blood clot is currently compromising your neural pathways and vascular circulation! A single misstep in your treatment protocol could prove catastrophically fatal!”
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