After that, the patient snatched the bowl and finished the spicy stew.
However, halfway through, his stomach started to hurt, and his face scrunched up. He couldn't help but shout in pain.
Dent quickly ordered, "Get the vinegar! Quick!"
Vinegar would help reduce the spiciness and lessen his pain.
"Stop right there!" Reginald sneered. "You don't have to care for him. You'd better look out for yourself, you old bastard. You've lost, and now your life is mine!"
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