"Mr. Foster, you are finally awake! I will go get the doctor." Natalie had stayed awake the whole night watching over Elliot.
The doctor had told her that Elliot had lost consciousness because of his stomach condition. Though it was not critical, he was to pay closer attention to certain details in everyday life.
"Why are you here?" Elliot asked in a hoarse voice as he looked around the room, taking note that he was in a hospital.
"Mr. Foster, your stomach acted up, and you passed out in your hotel room," Natalie explained.
The memories slowly came back to him. He had drunk half a bottle of ice water, which agitated his stomach. He had thought that the pain would pass in time, but he had passed out in the end.
"Who called you?" Elliot asked warily.
"Chad called you and you didn't pick up, so he called me instead and asked me to look for you," said Natalie, continuing her explanation. "He told me where you stay. The hotel manager didn't want to open the door to your room without your permission, but you wouldn't come to the phone, and I was worried that something might have happened to you, so I forced the manager to open the door."
"Thank you," he said before closing his eyes.
"I'll get the doctor," she said and left the room.
Shortly after, the doctor came in to check on Elliot. "Mr. Foster, your stomach condition is too severe to be something that started only after you arrived in Bridgedale. Patients with your condition would often need to be on lifelong medication. Did you not take your medication yesterday?" the doctor asked. " You have to make sure that you take your medicine and meals on time, making sure to separate your meals into smaller portions and eat multiple meals throughout the day. This is the only way you can recover."
Elliot listened to the doctor with a calm expression. "Just give me the medicine."
"You will stay in the hospital for now. Your medication will be prescribed to you when you are discharged."
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