"All right." Dr. Shirai was very satisfied that this colleague knew what was good for him. He gestured toward Vodka and said in a low voice, "Then we'll do as you said. From now on, his treatment is in your hands."
After the two of them finished discussing it, they turned back and looked at Vodka.
Dr. Heishan remembered this patient's eerie fixation on Dr. Shirai. After thinking for a moment, he made up an excuse. "To be honest, I'm Shirai's junior fellow apprentice. Our treatment methods come from the same source. Dr. Shirai has been very busy these past few days, so if you insist on seeing him, I'm afraid I'll have to help out along the way—of course, only help out. Your attending doctor will still be Shirai. This point won't change."
After saying that, both of them looked at Vodka with their hearts in their throats, worried that this mentally unstable guy would refuse to accept it.
But who knew "Mr. Yamada" would look at them and, instead of pestering them, nod briskly. "Fine."
"?" The two doctors were startled. They glanced at each other in surprise, then hurriedly said, "Then it's settled."
Across from them, Vodka rubbed his chin, also lost in thought.
Vodka: "..." Although he hadn't heard clearly what those two guys had been muttering about just now, he had still gleaned some clues from the occasional keywords he caught and from their respective expressions.
—A psychiatrist, and one with personal relationships like this... Although there was no evidence, experience and intuition told him that as long as he worked hard and endured a while longer, this annoying Dr. Shirai would most likely die on his own.
And once the interviewer was gone, this interview mission would naturally cease to exist as well.
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