"Don't worry Mrs. Gallagher, he's stable now. But I need to know, has he been feeding well lately? Or stressing himself out a lot?" "Actually Dr. Eddie, he has indeed been stressing himself out a lot— too much infact. He's the epitome of a workaholic; he spends all day working at the office and at night, he hardly sleeps at all. And about feeding, that's the worst! He survives on protein bars at the office and at home, he mostly just picks at his food when someone is watching but if he's alone, he doesn't even bother to eat anything at all." "Alright, Mrs. M.J, keep talking about me as if I'm not here!" Angelina turned to look at Maxwell who was sitting down on a two-seater couch in the living room, looking much better now that the doctor had given him an injection. She had panicked when she saw him earlier, screaming loudly until Arnold rushed in. When he saw her trying to call the emergency line, he stopped her and instead, called Dr. Eddie Chan, Maxwell's private doctor who
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