He was fond of something a certain time genius had once said.
Time isn't about how much you have, but how you use it.
Those words offered tremendous insight into both work and life. For Jonas in particular, a self-proclaimed master of time management, allocating his time sensibly seemed to have become an instinct that ran in his blood.
After winning Miss Esnie over that morning, Jonas went to the Earlis District Wetting Hospital that afternoon.
In the corridor of the Earlis District Wetting Hospital, the door to the ward stood ajar.
From outside, he could see the girl lying in her hospital bed, listening to her attending physician, who stood before her.
Even with a mask on, the doctor's expression looked grim. Miss Celine's condition seemed to have deteriorated further, but Celine herself showed no sadness or fear. She simply listened calmly to the account of her condition.
Just as the girl had said, she had long since come to terms with death and was ready to leave for the afterlife at any moment.
After explaining her condition and offering a few reminders, the doctor left the ward with a heavy expression.
He happened to run straight into Jonas, who was standing at the door... The doctor looked surprised, then grew nervous when he realized who Jonas was.
He was just about to speak when Jonas waved him off and walked straight into the ward.
As the door opened again, Miss Celine looked up in surprise. Once she recognized the person standing in the doorway, her delight gradually turned to reproach. She puffed out her cheeks and stared fixedly at Jonas without saying a word.
Faced with Miss Celine's reproachful gaze, Jonas felt a little guilty, though he showed none of it.
Miss Celine had indeed asked him not