Hearing the footsteps moving away, two lines of tear flew down from the corners of Vivian's eyes.

Harvey sang along the way to the reception. He hit his bank card on the table. "Same room for tonight. Do remember to prepare the magical pill beforehand."

The duty manager gave a glance at his card and smiled. "Sir, I'm sorry. Each guest can only have one pill for free."

"How much is it? I can pay for it." Harvey had spent much money on the disease, but it was still the same. Not only had this ...