Dr. Smith did not stay for long. The moment he left, Larissa leaned over to snatch the bottle of medicine away from Kevan. She waved to Lewis and called him over.

Lewis glanced at the angry Kevan, who was now as still as a statue. When he passed by the latter, he walked faster.

The smell of the medicine grew stronger.

Lewis frowned in disgust. He wished he could plug his nose right now. "Hang on." He drew two pieces of tissue out of their box from the bedside table at the head of the bed. He wrapped the medicine bottle with them before he held it in his hand.

The way Lewis was right now was a sharp contrast to Kevan from before. Larissa's feelings grew complicated. She thought about it before she said to Kevan, "Why don't you go down and chat with the other guests? I only need Lewis here."

It was hard for Kevan to come here. Even if he did come for her, it was only beneficial for him to make connections with all the influential business people downstairs in the living room.

Howev