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Third Person POV

"You bloody idiot!" Mek scolded Poom as he sprayed some wound wash on Poom's bleeding finger before applying  some antibiotic ointment on the wound and wrapping an adhesive bandage around the affected finger. "Why did you wait until this time to take care of this wound? I can see it's a deep cut. An infection might have set in already. I won't be surprised if you wake up in the middle of the night with a high grade fever and violent chills."

Sure enough, at around midnight, Mek heard a knocking at his door.

When he went to open it, he saw Poom standing at the door with his blanket wrapped around him and shivering like a leaf in a windy storm.

Mek put the back of his hand on Poom's forehead.

"You're burning," Mek announced. "I have to take you to the hospital right now."

"I will call for a taxi," Poom said walking away to fetch his phone from his room.

"Are you kidding right now? It will be very hard to find a taxi running at this hour!" Mek said. "I will borrow the master's car to take you to the hospital."

"We can't wake him up!" Poom protested.

But Mek refused to listen and bounded up the stairs two steps at a time.

He met Joss in the hallway who had just come from the bathroom at the other end of the hallway.

"What's going on?" Joss asked Mek.

"I need to borrow the boss's car," Mek replied.

"What for?" Joss asked.

"I need to take Poom to the hospital," Mek replied, "He's running a high fever and he's having chills. His wound has gotten badly infected."

"Don't disturb Up from his sleep," Joss advised Mek. "I will take him in my car."

Poom was very grateful to Joss. Poom was starting to realize that Joss was actually a good and kind person and there was no reason for Poom to hate him at all.

Joss dropped Mek and Poom off at the entrance to the hospital. Joss had to go back and get some more sleep because he had to take Up to his office in the morning.

"I will stay with Poom." Mek said to Joss. "If I'm not able to go back to the house in the morning, can you take care of fixing the master his breakfast?"

"Sure," Joss said. "Don't worry about it."

While Poom was being interviewed by the ER nurse, Mek filled up the hospital patient questionnaire.

Mek placed his name as the responsible party for Poom. Poom promised Mek that he would pay him back for whatever hospital fees needed to be paid before his discharge.

"Don't worry about the hospital fees right now," Mek advised Poom. "We have to get your infection taken care of first."

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Back at the house, after Joss woke up the master and chose his business outfit for the day and laid them on Up's bed, Joss went downstairs and went to the kitchen to see if Mek had come back from the hospital.

One of the housekeepers informed Joss that Mek had not yet come back so Joss went about o fix Up some breakfast, just as he promised Mek he would do if Mek was not yet able to come back from the hospital.

Joss knew how to cook all types of meals because he had lived on his own for some time now ever since he refused to take part in his father's shipping business.

Joss whisked together a couple of large eggs and added some cut up green onions, julienned red bell peppers and sprinkled some Himalayan pink salt into it before pouring the mixture into the pan. He thawed a small pack of mini turkey sausages before dropping them into the pan, stirring them every now and then to prevent them from getting burnt.

When Up came down to the breakfast room, there was no one there. Joss was nowhere to be found.

Up went to the kitchen to find Joss transferring the mini sausages that he had just cooked into the large platter beside the omelette that he had made as well.

"What's going on?" Up demanded. "Where are Mek and Poom?"

"They are in the hospital emergency room," Joss explained.

"Why?" Up wanted to know of course.

"Mek had to rush Poom to the hospital last night around midnight," Joss said. "Poom was having chills and a high fever."

"How did he get the Covid virus again??? He just recovered from it!" Up complained in a frustrated tone.

"It wasn't Covid," Joss explained patiently. "His wounded finger got infected."

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Up asked, feeling upset that he had been left out of the action.

"We didn't want to disturb your sleep because you have to wake up early in the morning to go to work," Joss explained.

"Did they use my car to go to the hospital?" Up asked.

"No," Joss replied. "I took them in my own car and then dropped them off and came back here."

"Take me there right now," Up ordered Joss.

"Your breakfast..." Joss started to say.

"I said take me to the hospital emergency room right now," Up said firmly, glaring at Joss.

"Yes, sir," Joss said quickly, abandoning the delicious breakfast that he had just made for the master.