"Sucralfate?"
What kind of medicine was this? Moreover, Dane seemed to be in good health. How could he take medicine?
She was a little worried that he was sick, but he had taken a lot of medicine and didn't say anything. He definitely didn't want her to know.
Callie thought with some doubts. She got one pill, put it in her pocket, and put the medicine back in place.
Since he didn't say it, there must be a reason. It was better not to ask too much. She should secretly check it out and see what the symptoms were.
As soon as she finished these movements, someone knocked on the window. She was shocked and tilted her head to look. Dane was staring at her faintly.
"You...Are you done?" she stammered.
"Yes..." Dane nodded and looked at her sitting in the driver's seat. He frowned and asked, "You... want to drive?"
"No, I'm just trying." She smiled and quickly made way for him.