173 – Something Small that Kills Many (5)

Finally, Eric also fell and could only lie down, coughing with a hot body temperature.

"You have to keep eating, Eric," Seb said as he sat down and ate some porridge topped with rehydrated dried vegetables. "You may not have much of an appetite, but believe me, eating will make you feel better."

Eric glanced at the slightly steaming bowl beside him, then took a deep breath.

"Or do you want me to feed you?" Seb chuckled.

Eric coughed, then straightened his body in a sluggish motion. "No need, Seb. I can do it myself."

"How are you guys doing?" Ivan approached them with a smile. I still can't believe Ivan, who used to look brutal, could smile this friendly.

"I'm feeling better, but Eric doesn't seem to be. He just started showing symptoms two days ago." Seb glanced at his son. "And thanks again, Ivan. The food this time was delicious too."