By the time they had gotten Eric to settle down in the hospital, it was past nine at night. With the drips, Eric’s gastritis did not hurt as much, but he looked like he had withered.
It was not the first time Mark and Jackson had encountered this situation, so they were in the mood to joke. “You weren’t really here to eat with us, were you? You must have come to extort us.”
Eric was pale, looking listless even when he laughed. “I’d love an extortion, are you giving me millions? I’m fine. I probably just need to be hospitalized for a few days. Help me out, get someone to take care of me. I’ll pay for the caretaker, I’m not extorting you guys.”
Arianne and Tiffany thought of someone in unison when they heard that Eric was looking for a caretaker. Exchanging a look, they knew that they were thinking about the same person. Arianne suggested, “I have a hardworking girl in my shop, and she’s experienced in taking care of people. Do you want me to introduce her to you? Just take her as a normal caretaker. Girls are more meticulous too. It won’t be an inconvenience, would it?”
Eric shook his head. “No problem, let her come. It’s not like I’m incapacitated. I just want the convenience so I don’t have to do everything on my own.”
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