Jack's eyes darkened, and a strange look flashed across them before disappearing.
He asked in a deliberately casual voice, "Where is your mother now?"
"She's in Germany. She said she is going to Czech Republic for a while and make a wish in the Old Town Square in Prague." Eric opened one of the bags he brought with him and showed it to Jack. "I told her that these things can be bought online now, but she wouldn't believe me."
There were two boxes of chocolate. Jack picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. "This is authentic," he commented.
"That's right. One piece is enough for you. Give the rest to Rachel, okay?" Eric added childishly.
Jack chuckled and reluctantly shook his head. A second later, the corners of his mouth tightened into a straight line and his eyebrows drew together in a frown.
When Rachel returned from Andy's house, she found Jack acting a strangely absent. She had to ask him a question multiple times before she managed to get a response from him. Confused, she took out a bowl of bone soup she made in the afternoon from the kitchen, sat down beside him, and asked, "Jack, what happened? Why do you look a little distracted?"
Jack looked up at her with an indescribable emotion in his eyes, but then he finally he shook his head and said, "It's nothing."
Rachel frowned slightly. Just now, the look in Jack's eyes made her feel like his odd demeanor tonight had something to do with her. She was about to ask more questions when he stood up, hands rubbing at his temples, and said, "I'm a little tired, I think I'll go lie down for a while. I'll be in my room if you need me."
She wanted to tell him about Andy, but something in his voice stopped her. Staring at his back, Rachel could only murmur an "okay."
She finished the bowl of soup that she had prepared for him.
The next day, Rachel had just arrived at the hospital and donned her white coat when she received a call from Bill. The man, who had just flown back, stated his intention to have Andy examined at the hospital and asked her if she could go with them.
Rachel hesitated for a long time without saying a word.
Bill explained, "Rachel, don't worry. I don't mean anything else by asking you. You are a doctor, and you know these tests well. It will be more reassuring to have you accompany us. You know how important Andy is to me.
But if you feel embarrassed about it, then that's okay. I can take Andy there on my own."
After hesitating for another few seconds, Rachel finally said, "It's not a big deal. I just have to endorse some stuff, which will take about an hour. Where should I meet up with you and Andy?"
"He doesn't want to go to your hospital because he is afraid that many of his acquaintances might see him. Rachel, can you recommend any other hospital?"
"Let's go to the provincial hospital. The staff there are foremost experts in the field."
After ending the call, Rachel found a doctor to take her shift and hurried out. She drove to the provincial hospital and met up with the two men.
At the door of the consulting room, Andy looked a little uneasy. He reached out to take Rachel's hand as soon as he saw her and said, "Rachel, I think I'd rather not be examined. What if it turns out that I'm at an advanced stage of disease of something?"
Rachel glanced at Bill, who was standing behind Andy, and then lowered her head and patted the elder man's hand reassuringly. "Andy, we won't know your health condition until we have a check -up. Then, we can address what's bothering you through medication or other ways once we find out. If we don't address it, it will only get worse. You don't want Bill to fend for himself, do you?"
Putting his hand on Andy's shoulder, Bill forced a smile and said, "I don't know how to wash clothes and cook, and you know I have a bad temper. Andy, do you want me to kick out a servant every day?"
It was a testament to how much Andy cared for Bill when he said, "Okay, I'll undergo the examination."
All of a sudden, he grabbed Rachel's hand with one hand and grabbed Bill's with the other. He put their hands together, sighed, and said in a hopeful tone, "I'm going to leave one day. At that time, Bill only has you as his friend, Rachel. Can you help me look after him?"
Andy seemed to be saying his last words. "Bill is a shy and introverted man. He would rather suffer losses than speak out about his feelings. Rachel, I'm afraid I'll forget everything soon, so I must tell you this now while I still remember."
Rachel felt her eyes blur with tears. She opened her mouth to speak but couldn't.
After a long time, she said in a tearful tone, "Andy, don't think too much now. I'm sure there's nothing to worry about."
Andy sighed slightly and patted the backs of their joined hands. "Rachel, don't comfort me. Although I don't know much about it, I still know what my condition is. Once Alzheimer's disease starts, it's difficult to control. Anyway, I'm so old that one of my feet are already in the grave. I'm only worried about Bill."
"I'm an adult now. There's nothing to worry about." Bill raised his head to hold back his tears.
His feigned relaxed tone made the atmosphere more somber.
Andy wiped the corner of his eye and said, "Rachel, Bill is usually smiling, but he's going through a tough time and is not in good health. From now on, please help me take care of him."
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