CHAPTER 23
Sara Beth placed Cuddles on her bed, then paused outside Layken’s bedroom door, knowing how much he hated lying down in the middle of a workday. And she certainly didn’t want to catch him in a compromising situation.
After a long moment, she knocked softly. “May I come in?”
“Of course,” Layken replied with a grunt.
She stepped into the room to see the doctor leaning over a half-dressed Layken, listening to his lungs.
When the doctor raised, he slipped the stethoscope around his neck. “I do believe the wheezing is a bit less than yesterday, which tells me the oxygen is doing its job. I want to keep you on it for two more days.”
“I’ll agree to use it at night.” Layken drew the sheet up to his chin. “But I am not going to lay around all day with that damn mask on my face.”
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