The first thing Mark did after his meeting was to call Arianne. “How is it? All is fine, isn’t it? No cause for concerns?”
Arianne had just about finished her business at the pediatric department, so she had the mood to poke fun. “Hmm, are you asking about your son or me?”
Mark’s lips quivered. “I’m asking about both. Don’t try to bait me."
Arianne espied Smore slumbering gently in Mary’s arms and replied, “It was nothing big. There’s no fever; he’s just suffering from a very mild case of cold, a runny nose, and coughs. The doctor said he’s too young for medication, so it’s down to making sure he’s all warmed up and drinking plenty of warm water. That’s the same order for me, too. I’m gonna breastfeed him, so I can’t take pills. So, yep, please have Brian send us home.”
Mark glanced at his wristwatch. “I’ll come personally. I have the time, anyway.”
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