"Forget it. You should take a good rest. But you're young and strong. I think you'll recover soon. Promise me that if I get sick in the future, you must take good care of me!"
Charlie nodded, "You have my word."
At this moment, Billy wriggled on the sofa and looked very uncomfortable.
Charlie glanced at him and said, "Are you uncomfortable?"
Billy nodded, "It's hard to describe. Sometimes I feel pain."
Charlie said, "You should also go for a checkup."
Billy shook his head, "Not now. I'll get it checked out when I go back to Santabaca. As long as we've reached the contract agreement, I'll have plenty of time for it."
"We're in the hospital now. You can ask a doctor to check you. Besides, this is A thana. It doesn't matter if your condition is exposed. No one is interested in it. It's different from Santabaca. This hospital is very famous. I think the doctors are as skillful as Dr. Zack." While saying that, Charlie directly asked the nurse to find a doctor for Billy.
Billy agreed helplessly. Afterwards, he went to the examination room with the doctor.
It didn't took Billy long to have the checkup, but he had to wait for the result. He went back to Charlie's ward.
Charlie asked, "How is it?"
Billy said, "I will get the result in a few hours."
Charlie said, "As the saying in Santabaca goes, 'A bad person lives long.' You will surely live a long life since you are such a bad person. I believe there is nothing serious with you."
Billy frowned, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Thanks, but you don't have to try to make me feel better."
Sherman thought that it was probably for the best in that there would be less conflict between Grace and Charlie's mother. Therefore, Grace wouldn't be in a bad mood and go out for drinks.
Sherman didn't mention the woman they had met in the restaurant.
Grace felt very bored with life. Sherman asked her to g o to work. But she didn't want to be constrained. She liked free and creative work.
Both Sherman and Grace felt a bit bored, so they went shopping. They didn't buy anything but wandered around and ate something.
In the afternoon, Kingsley called Sherman and asked where she was.
Sherman told him about it. After a while, Kingsley drove the silver Mulsanne there. With a slight smile o n his thin lips, he said, "Hi, Ms. Livingston."
Grace beamed from ear to ear.
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