Chapter 1593

The doctor observed Olivia's hand, which was tightly clutching her stomach, and asked, "Have you had any bad eating habits recently?" Tyler answered for her, "Got drunk a few days ago." The doctor pressed gently on Olivia's abdomen a couple of times before concluding, "That's it. It's likely gastroenteritis." Tyler lowered his gaze to the figure resting in his arms. Olivia remained silent, choosing not to speak. After a lengthy pause, Tyler asked the doctor, "Does she need to be admitted?" "Of course she does," the doctor replied. "At least for one night." Tyler surveyed the surroundings briefly before deciding without hesitation, "Admit her here." About half an hour later, Tyler had completed all the admission procedures. Olivia found herself lying on a hospital bed, pushed there by a nurse. As soon as she settled down, Tyler approached, carrying a handful of medication in one hand and a container of porridge in the other. He stood by the bed, looking at her intently. "Eat thi