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... ps thin and the med clerks had run out of ways to keep him in a chair. "Observation’s good," the elder one said, voice smoked with fatigue. "Her numbers like you again. Keep her quiet. No stairs if you can avoid them. Cold to the shoulder. Wake her every couple of hours and make sure her words know how to stand up."
"Copy," Inigo said, because agreeing gets doors opened.
He wheeled her on the gurney as far as the infirmary threshold, then swapped to the stretcher he trusted. The ...
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