"Yes, Sir. I'll do it right away."
Barefooted, Carla hurriedly rushed out but returned shortly afterward to retrieve her shoes and smirked awkwardly at Zayn.
I'm so happy that I can make money!
Zayn looked at her back with a mocking sneer. What a greedy woman!
After Carla reported to Mosa briefly, she put on her shoes and hurriedly went home.
As soon as she walked in, she called out, "Mrs. Borah, do you still have the laxative that you gave Dori last time?"
"What laxative?" Mrs. Borah did not understand at first.
"No laxative, no laxative!" Dori shouted in the cage.
"Shut up!"
After shouting at it, Carla said to Mrs. Borah, "I mean, that green laxative that helped to get the chip out of Dori last time…"
"There is still half a bottle left. Why? Do you have constipation?"
"No, an old man from the office needs it. You can help me make a pot of vegetable beef soup and some pot stickers. Prepare a fruit basket, too. I will take them to the hospital to visit the patient."
"All right."
Carla went back to the room to stay with Venus, who had been sick for a while.
At half-past one in the afternoon, Mrs. Borah had finished preparing the food and found the laxative.
Carla immediately rushed to the hospital with everything.
In the car, she saw that the medicine was branded "Dulcolax". This is a good brand; it really does what it says!
Upon arrival at her destination, Carla realized that this was the same place where Venus saw the doctor last night—Sacred Heart Hospital!
Sacred Heart Hospital was the best private hospital in Aymo City. It provided one-stop services for all treatments, saving the trouble of requiring patients and their families to register multiple times for separate procedures. Furthermore, each patient had an assigned nurse and doctor.
Since the hospital provided quality services and exceptional expertise, the charges were also sky-high.
Naya waited at the door for Carla; the former was to take the latter to Mr. Domitos.
The poor old man was lying alone in the luxurious ward and staring at the ceiling blankly.
In just two days, Mr. Domitos had become extremely skinny and very resistant to drugs.
Whenever the nurse wanted him to take his laxatives, he would lose his temper. "Go away. I won't take it… I would rather die than take laxatives…"
The nurse stepped back helplessly, shook her head, and said to Naya, "Dr. Langhan, we are out of ideas. Mr. Domitos is not being cooperative."
"I can't blame him. Mr. Domitos has already taken the laxative five times and had become so weak. It's only natural that he refuses to continue taking it." Naya frowned and sighed. "Besides, even if he takes it: there is no guarantee that we can get the chip in a short time."
"I have a laxative here; I can get it out if he takes it." Carla took out the Dulcolax, shook the bottle, and smiled mysteriously. "I can personally vouch for its effectiveness!"
"Uh…" Naya blinked. "From my professional point of view, this is not a real laxative… But if Mr. Giblo wants you to try it, you can."
"Yeah." Carla walked into the ward with the food and fruit basket prepared earlier.
"Get out—" Mr. Domitos was about to lose his temper, but he was stunned when he saw Carla. "It's you?"
"Do you still remember me?" Carla was a little embarrassed. "Last time…"
"Thank you for last time. If it weren't for you, I would've died already."
Mr. Domitos's attitude became cordial.
"You are welcome. I brought you lunch; try and see if you like them. My father used to like eating these."
Carla served the delicacies made by Mrs. Borah on the table.
Seeing the food, Mr. Domitos could not help tearing up. "I haven't had a good meal for two days. Those b_stards, they tried to take away my food if I didn't take the laxatives!"
"Quick, take a bite!" Carla scooped a bowl of vegetable beef soup for him. "Mrs. Borah herself made this. I've loved it since I was a child."
"Thank you." After Mr. Domitos took a bite, his tears almost ran down. "It's so delicious."
"You can eat slowly. There is more."
Not only did Carla assist Mr. Domitos with his meal, but she was also friendly to him and even massaged his legs.
Within an afternoon, the two became good friends who would talk about everything under the sun.
Mr. Domitos told her warmly, "Carla, don't just stand there. Have a seat."
"It's okay." Carla did not want to beat around the bush anymore. She immediately took out the bottle of laxative. "Actually, Mr. Domitos, I came with a mission. I know you are very repulsive to taking laxatives, but I promise that you will purge out the chip after taking this bottle. This will be the last time."
Mr. Domitos frowned. "Did Mr. Giblo send you here?"
"Yes." Carla nodded honestly. "But I got this laxative from home. It's tried and tested——really!"
"All right, I'll go for it!"
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