“Absolutely not.”
She relaxed her grip and nodded.
“They told me you don’t want to be on the bed?”
She shook her head as her eyes darted from the bed and back.
“I don’t blame you.They are really uncomfortable.”
Kaleb released a breath when Myla relaxed even more.
The doctor looked around the room.“I don’t like that we don’t have privacy, how would you feel if your friend carried you to a different room with more privacy?”
“I-I think that would be okay,” Myla murmured.
Jessica smiled.“All right, good.Can I give you a shot to make you feel better?It’s just a light sedative.”
Myla nodded and didn’t feel the prick of the needle.
“Let’s go this way,” the doctor started out of the room.“Everyone back to work,” she ordered.She pointed at one nurse.“Bring me extra blankets into the lounge.”
Kaleb followed.
“Why the lounge?”he asked as he held tight to Myla.
“It doesn’t have a bed, and it looks like a living room instead of a hospital.”She saw Kaleb’s look of concern.
“Don’t worry.I know what I’m doing.Unfortunately, I’ve had to deal with quite a few cases since I’ve been here.”
The doctor opened the door and stood back.“Have a seat on the sofa, for now, sir.”
“Name’s Kaleb.”
The doctor nodded.“Call me Jessica.”
Kaleb sat and murmured to Myla as he tried to cover as much of her shivering body as he could.His head jerked up when the door opened.
“Here you go, Doc.Anything else?”
“Yes, stand outside the door and don’t let anyone in.I may need you to go and get a few things also.”
“I’ll be there, and I’ll grab another nurse who’s not busy to take my place so I can run to get what you need.”
He watched the door close behind the nurse and moved his attention back to the doctor.
Myla watched as the doctor covered her with another blanket and then pulled up a chair.
“Myla, you have a cut on your head.Can I take a look at it?”
Myla nodded, but her grip on Kaleb’s shirt tightened again.
“Sshhh, it’s all right, Baby.No one’s going to hurt you here,” Kaleb whispered against the top of her head.
Myla’s shivers lessened enough that her teeth stopped chattering.
Jessica used some damp paper towels to wipe away most of the blood.He watched as Jessica probed the injury on her forehead gently.
“Okay, Myla.It’s going to need stitches, honey.Do you think you’d let me do that?”
