Neil immediately deleted the photo.
Although he looked exactly like Nigel, there were subtle differences if one were to look closely.
Joshua was a meticulous person, and Neil feared he might notice them.
After deleting the photo, he returned the phone to Joshua. "What other tests are there? Let me do them, but you can't disturb us anymore for the rest of the day."
Joshua furrowed his brows. "Why are you suddenly so cooperative?’
Neil put up great resistance ever since he brought them to the hospital. Otherwise, Joshua would not have had to keep a close eye on them.
Who knew Neil would turn so obedient after looking at the photo?
Neil rolled his eyes. "I thought that you were afraid that we weren't sick, so you hoped for us to die earlier. After seeing the photo, I now know that you're concerned for me. I'll reluctantly cooperate then."
Then, Neil ignored Joshua and rolled up his sleeves, letting the nurse take his blood.
At the sight of him finally cooperating, Joshua let out a long sigh and exited.
Outside in the corridors, Nellie was already on her third lollipop. Upon seeing Joshua, Nellie pursed her lips and remained silent.
Joshua took a deep breath and sat down next to Nellie.
"I heard that your stomach was uncomfortable last night?"
Nellie pursed her lips. She rolled her eyes rather aggrievedly. "If someone were to ask you to drink a couple bottles of milk within an hour, your stomach would be uncomfortable, too."
Joshua sighed. "How many bottles did you drink?"
"Three. Neil drank five.”
Nellie pouted as she sat on the bench with a dissatisfied expression. "That crazy lady said that we have to finish ten bottles of milk, and only then would she not lock us up in the little dark house. She also said that since we'd complain about things like not having snacks and drinks to drink, she'd let us drink until we had enough."
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