"Is this what you called... a miraculous cure?"
Sparkle blinked, a flicker of guilt flashing across her face. Then she planted her hands on her hips and forced herself to save face, sweeping a glance over the Masked Fools walking out with sugary smiles plastered all over their faces. "Even if they're still drooling after being cured, baby, just tell me—are they better or not?"
For once, Hanabi did not argue with Sparkle. Instead, she tilted her head thoughtfully. "That voice... don't tell me it's her..."
"Then it should be her. I really didn't expect this."
Jiang Lianqiu glanced at the line. Just then, the people ahead of them finished and left.
Jiang Lianqiu pushed the door open and went in.
The lights in the consultation room were much brighter than in the corridor. An office desk stood in the center, piled high with messy medical records and strange tools that clearly were not proper medical equipment.
In the corner, an assistant, Zhong Shan, was busily struggling to tidy up a heap of electrical wires.
Behind the office desk, a swivel chair had its back to the door.
Above the back of the chair, some golden-pink hair swayed gently along with the little tune its owner was humming.
"Next~ If there's anywhere you're not feeling well, just tell this doctor. The one on duty today is the greatest in the whole Port—ah, no, the whole universe—"
The chair spun around with a whoosh.
Beneath the white coat, the black bows tied on both sides of her hair bobbed into view.
That lively, adorable little face wore a standard idol business smile, and her pale purple eyes were full of bright, energetic light.
However, the instant her gaze met Jiang Lianqiu's at the door—
"The greatest... greatest... greatest..."
She stammered.
Her