love“Tell me what’s wrong.”
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Dr. Portage sat and steepled his fingers together. “I’ve checked Luke over, listened to his symptoms, and done some preliminary blood work. As I told you on the phone, I’ve concerned about his elevated white blood count.”
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Julie felt her heart pounding and reached for Luke’s hand. “Luke, he’s scaring me.”
Luke looked away. His hand felt cold as ice.
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“I don’t mean to alarm any of you,” Dr. Portage said. “But I don’t like what I’m seeing. I suspect Luke has some kind of infection. According to his records, he’s been treated with antibiotics, but he hasn’t responded as he should have.”
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“Are you saying you’ll have to run more tests?” Nancy asked.
“Yes. And he needs to be in the hospital in order to run them. I’ve got a call in to St. Paul’s Hospital in Chicago.”
“Why Chicago? What’s wrong with Waterton General?”
“They don’t have the equipment and staff I want for Luke.”
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Julie and Luke exchanged glances. His dark eyes bored into her, making her even more afraid. “What do you mean?” Julie asked. Her voice quivered.
Dr. Portage looked directly at Luke. “I want you to go home, pack a bag, and drive straight to St. Paul’s.”
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