Suzanne Trent's brain was running a little slow, and it took her a while to recover from the voice on the phone.
Before she could respond, Lily suddenly cried out "Mommy..." in her sleep.
Hearing Lily's voice, Suzanne abruptly hung up the phone, seemingly oblivious to the voice on the other end: what's wrong with Lily?
The phone was hung up and thrown on the bed, at the same time muted by her hand. She bent down to pick up Lily, took her temperature and gently rocked her in her arms.
After a long night of turmoil, it was late, and Lily's temperature finally dropped, staying below thirty-seven degrees Celsius.
Exhausted, Suzanne dozed off at the bedside. At four in the morning, she woke up, measured Lily's temperature again, and although it wasn't as high as the night before, she was indeed having recurring fevers.
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