Cornelia and Marcus were strolling in the yard. The weather today was blistering hot, and even as night fell, stepping out of an air-conditioned room felt like walking into a heatwave.
Marcus, who usually didn't sweat much, was dripping sweat after only a few steps. In no time at all, his shirt was soaked through. "Cornelia..."
He called out Cornelia’s name, his body weak, his feet stumbling, almost falling to the ground. Luckily, Cornelia reacted quickly, supporting his large frame with her petite body. "What's wrong?"
Marcus said, "I think I'm having a heatstroke. Help me sit down."
Cornelia quickly helped him sit on a stone bench nearby. It was then she noticed that Marcus looked off. His face and neck were flushed. "Does heatstroke make you feel weak and unable to walk? And sweat this much? I'm going to call Dr. Lester. You tell him what's wrong, no hiding anything. If you're sick, Grandma and Bri will definitely be worried."
"No need to call Dr. Lester, I know my body well." Marcus grabbed Cornelia's hand, taking her phone. "If I'm sick, would you worry?"
Cornelia asked, "What do you think?"
Was he blind to the worry etched on her face?
Marcus said, "Then I'll try not to get sick, so you won't have to worry."
Cornelia said, "Give me back my phone. I need to make a call."
Marcus said, "Dr. Lester wouldn't be able to do anything."
Cornelia asked, "You're not a doctor. How would you know?"
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