“Understood.” Brian noticed Mark’s bad mood and cautiously drove back to Tremont Estate.
When they passed by a drugstore, Mark suddenly spoke up. “Stop the car.”
Brian quickly stepped on the brakes. Mark got out of the car and went into the drugstore. “Bring me some medicines for stomach problems,” he told the staff.
“Is it a gastric or something else? What are the symptoms? Is it for an adult or child?” the staff asked.
Mark frowned slightly. He thought for a moment then replied, “Irregular appetite... Chronic nausea and pale complexion. For an adult.”
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