You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 963

“My sweet girl.”

“Okay, okay, no shots.”

“No...”

She was terrified of needles and medicine. The moment they set foot in the hospital, her whole mood changed. All her energy disappeared, replaced by pure anxiety. She started crying, pleading, her tiny voice echoing down the hallway.

Oliver tried everything to calm her down.

“I want to go home...”

“Let’s go home. Please, can we go home...”

“Alright, we’ll go home,” he promised, even though actually leaving was out of the question. He scooped her up and paced slowly around the room, swaying back and forth. In between her hiccupping sobs, she suddenly let out a wail... and then threw up all over him.

Her dinner, barely digested, was now on his shirt.

Patricia grabbed some tissues, ready to help, but Oliver stopped her with a look and a quick gesture toward the door. He wanted her to fetch the doctor. There was no way they could just wait this out. With her vomiting and diarrhea, it had to be gastroenteritis.

Patricia opened the door and stepped into the hallway. She gave the doctor an apologetic look.

“Could you please change your clothes and bring in the medicine once everything’s ready outside?”

The doctor paused, surprised for a second, but then caught on. If any other family had made this request, he might have questioned it, but this was the Padillas. He slipped off his white coat, hid the syringe up his sleeve, and blended in with the rest of the family inside the room.

The little girl had finally cried herself tired. She rested her head on her dad’s shoulder, sniffling and hiccuping. When it came to his daughter, Oliver was an expert. Sara always said he’d gotten all his practice with them.

He gently rubbed her back, whispering words of comfort until her tears started to slow. Then, while she was still catching her breath, he quietly lifted the back of her dress. The doctor, who had seen it all in pediatric wards, moved quickly and precisely.

The little girl flinched, feeling something sharp on her bottom, almost like a bug bite. She tried to look back, but Oliver kept her head tucked against his chest. The second the doctor finished and Oliver pressed a cotton ball to her skin, she realized what had happened.

Her cries filled the whole room.

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