Christopher opened the door to the passenger seat and motioned for her to come out. Abigail sneakily wiped her tears away and stepped out. She quietly followed him in.
Their turn for a check-up came soon, and they entered the doctor's chamber.
The doctor examined her thoroughly.
Her blood pressure was normal. Her pulse rate was slightly elevated because of the mild fever, but it was nothing alarming.
"There is no need to be admitted here," the doctor reassured, scribbling something on the prescription pad. "She'll be fine in a couple of days. Just take a good rest. Give her these medicines."
He tore the paper from the notepad and gave it to him.
Christopher's worry had not been dispelled yet. He wanted to make sure her heart was okay. To confirm it, he asked, "Is there any risk to her heart?"
"She is absolutely fine," the doctor assured him again. "Let her continue this medication. The fever will go away in a few days."
