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Eric’s heart sighed helplessly.
He was not teaching her. He just wished that she put her body first.
But she was sick now, and Eric was afraid she didn’t like to listen to nagging.
He took the empty water glass from her hand and put it on the bedside table.
The doctor had already prepared the medicine, but Eric found that there was no bracket on the head of the bed to
hang the infusion bottle on, so he started looking for something to hang the infusion bottle on all over the room.
He searched around, but couldn’t find it.
“Mr. Santos, why don’t you take the infusion bottle first, and I’ll get the infusion stand.” The doctor discussed it with
him.
Eric immediately took the infusion bottle from the doctor and agreed.
Lala had already had a needle inserted into the back of her hand, and she was now lying awake on the bed, unable
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On a day when she felt good, she was made to run wild by herself.
“Doctor, will she vomit again?” Eric asked when the doctor was about to leave the room.
“Ah, it’s hard to say. She may still vomit.” The doctor replied, “If she wants to vomit, let her vomit in the trash can
first. Don’t get out of bed until the medicine is infused.”
Layla: “Doctor, I not only vomit, but also have diarrhea.”
She wanted to ask, if she wanted to have diarrhea, wouldn’t she be able to get out of bed?
How could she pull if she didn’t get out of bed?
The doctor who asked this question was stunned.
Eric also became anxious.
Doctor: “You’d better bear with it first. If you can’t bear it, then go for it!”
Layla: “But I haven’t finished my medicine, how can I do it? Do you want him to go to the bathroom with me?”
Eric almost blurted out, “I can.”
“You can, I can’t! Don’t you think I’m embarrassed? I am!” Layla looked at the needle on the back of her hand and
said, “I will pull out the needle when the time comes.”
The doctor looked puzzled: “Why are you pulling out the needle? You go to the bathroom with the infusion bottle. It
will be fine!”
Layla: “…”
Eric: “…”
“Why didn’t I think of that!? I can carry the infusion bottle by myself!” As Layla said that, she asked Eric for an
infusion bottle.
Eric pushed her hand away: “Lie down and have a good rest, and I’ll give it to you when you go to the bathroom.”
“Oh…” Layla withdrew her hand.
The doctor breathed a sigh of relief: “I almost confused you. Don’t you get sick often?”
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“It means that what you eat is not clean.” After the doctor gave this answer, he left.
Layla felt as if her heart had been trampled and crushed to pieces.
“I washed the vegetables for at least half an hour. How could it be unclean?” Layla questioned her soul.
“You cook yourself?” Eric stood aside holding an infusion bottle and looked at her indifferently, “How did you think of
cooking by yourself?”
Layla: “Because I don’t know how, so I want to learn! Who knows how to do it? I almost sent myself away with my
first meal.”
“Don’t do it in the future. You can find a nanny to serve you. If you don’t want a nanny, just order food and have
someone else deliver it.” Eric was afraid that this would happen again.
“Do you think I’m useless?” Layla said in frustration.
“If you don’t know how to cook, you’re useless, and so am I.” Eric laughed at himself, saying, “Everyone is good at
different things, so there’s no need to be depressed because of such trivial things. After taking the medicine, take a
good rest for two days and recover.”
“You don’t walk around with our house anymore, did your girlfriend ask you?” Lala’s voice was small and her
strength was low.
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