Vivian forced herself to stand up. Seeing that her broker rejected a few calls, she said apologetically, "Renita, I'm sorry. I've occupied your time. I remember that you have a lot of work to do. I'm fine now. You don't have to take care of me."
"It's okay. I've already asked for leave." The broker smiled, but her phone rang.
Renita was about to reject this call, but Vivian quickly stopped her. "I'm fine now. Hurry up and go back to work. Don't delay any longer. Arno is also here. He is a doctor."
Renita could tell that Vivian and Arno were close, so she did not refuse. She told Vivian something before turning to leave.
Arno looked at Vivian's thermometer. After ensuring that her fever had completely been brought down, he rolled up his sleeves. "I'll cook something for you so that you can recover your strength."
"No." Vivian felt a little embarrassed and stopped Arno.