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Chapter 19: I care about you, Mr Clinton.

He glared at me before he finally replied after staying silent for quite some time. "I do have one, but what are you gonna do with it?"

Seriously, was that a question?

I chuckled. "To check your body temperature, of course."

He sighed, seemingly defeated. "Check that box over there."

A smile curved up my lips. I stood and walked over to the box he pointed at. I took out the thermometer and checked his temperature.

Holy shit! 39 degrees Celsius...

And he didn't bother taking any acetaminophen. What kind of a doctor is he?

"Mr. Clinton, I don't like you disregarding your health..." A frown etched my face as I showed him the result on the thermometer.

"39, Mr. Clinton, and you want me to leave you... alone?"

He stared blankly at me, unable to respond. He then shut his eyes and clutched his temples with his fingers.

I dropped the thermometer and shot out of the bed, walking to his bathroom.

"Where are you going?" He asked as he sat up on his bed. I glanced at him before replying.

"Just re
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