— berkas pasien yang baru datang pagi ini, teruntuk Ning Nanfeng tentunya, Yu Shantian merasa setengah kewarasannya hampir terbang.
Dia menyibak kertas di papan yang dia pegang dengan kasar, berharap ini mimpi.
Untungnya suara Yuan Guhong segera menyadarkannya dari delusi. —
— “Kebetulan, ini sedang mengganggur,” jawabnya dengan sarkastik.
@TRBLMAD.
— “increase the sedative dosage.”
Some people almost opened their mouths to object, but the words caught in their throats. Seeing the hesitation in his subordinates' eyes, Yu Shantian reinforced his orders.
“After that, you may leave. Don’t forget to report to Tangzhu —
— regarding the arrival of Zhongzu and this patient.”
Door closed, Yu Shantian waits patiently for his director’s arrival.
@FATALMORGANNA.
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Planning a menu for breakfast and dinner was completely outside his task!
Shantian wanted to voice a flurry of protests, but he could only sigh. A sense of responsibility left him with no room to back out.
“I’ll make it tomorrow, but only starting tomorrow.”
In truth, —
— ordering delivery would have been a great suggestion if he were just an ordinary person. However, considering that all incoming food had to be screened beforehand, delivery remained a last resort as long as he resided in Diyu Hall.
[@TRBLMAD.]
— reimbursement.
“Sure. As long as I don't have to file so many reports about buildings getting damaged by ‘accidents’.”
He pulled up the nearest chair to sit down, having no intention of helping. Nanfeng's next words gave Shantian a headache.
“Our food preferences are —
— completely different. Creating a breakfast and dinner menu is a difficult task. Can't you just cook whatever?”
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