Voila quietly patted Ormand's back and comforted him.
After comforting Ormand for a few minutes, Viola said, "Do you feel better now?"
Ormand's face still looked sickly, but Ormand pretended to be strong and nodded.
"I feel better with you being around."
Viola secretly admired how good Ormand was at pretending. She helped him to lie on the bed, put up the pillow, and covered him with the duvet.
"You haven't taken your medicine tonight. We've delayed it for half an hour. Wait for me for a while. I'll get it for you."
"Okay."
Two minutes later, Viola put the water and pill on the bedside table. She closed the door, locked it, and sit down by the bed.
Ormand gazed at the pile of pills, looking a little painful, "Can you still help me take medicine tonight?"
Viola's expression was calm as she handed Ormand the water and asked, "What do you think of your performance tonight? Is it worth the reward?"