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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 564

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Meanwhile, in a quiet suburban neighborhood, a boy just past ten sat slumped on his bed, his mood heavy and glum. But when he saw the streamer’s reply pop up on his phone, he shot upright, excitement brightening his eyes.

He typed quickly: "Sis, I’m not playing games! I’m trying to help my parents book an appointment at Crestwood Medical Research Center!"

Citrine paused for a moment, then asked gently, “Are your mom and dad down with the flu?”

At the mention of it, the boy’s face fell again.

A request to join the live chat came through, and Citrine accepted without hesitation.

A soft, childish voice came from the other end, low and a little weak: “My mom, my dad, and even my grandparents all caught it. I’m the only one at home who’s still okay. They won’t let me near them because they don’t want me to get sick too.”

His voice trembled as he continued, “I heard Crestwood Medical Research Center finally has some special medicine, so I took my mom’s phone and tried to get them an appointment. But there are just too many people trying—I can’t get through at all.”

The boy’s voice broke, close to tears. “I’m useless. I can’t do anything for them.”

Citrine pressed her lips together, her heart aching a little for him. She stayed silent for a moment, then said softly, “If you trust me, I can help.”

The boy sounded surprised. “How?”

“Do you have any masks at home?” Citrine asked.

“Yeah, we do.”

“Put one on now and make sure to wash your hands thoroughly. Use sanitizer if you have it,” Citrine instructed.

Clutching his phone, the boy put on a mask and hurried to the bathroom to wash and disinfect his hands just as Citrine told him.

“Now,” she continued, “go check your parents’ and your grandparents’ temperatures. If anyone has a fever, help bring it down with an ice pack or a cold, damp towel on their forehead. If their temperature keeps spiking or dropping, see if you have any antiviral medicine and give them a dose, but only if it’s safe for them.”

The boy followed her instructions—taking everyone’s temperature in turn, helping them cool down, and giving them medicine where needed.

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