"If you're not taking it, give it to me!"
Watching the round white pill roll between Bo Yi's fingertips, the patient in bed 3 eagerly reached out, trying to grab his fingers.
Bo Yi stepped back to avoid him, watching coldly as the man lunged too far and fell straight onto the floor. He walked around the NPC sprawled there and returned to his own bed, even drawing the curtain to shut out any interruptions.
He placed the pill on the sheet and took out his Dissection Knife, intending to peel off its coating and examine the inside first. After all, this pill wasn't the transparent, liquid "Holy Medicine." He could at least study it a little before taking it.
But before his blade could touch the pill, a little white head poked over, and a tiny, pointed, flesh-colored beak snatched up the round pill.
"Hm?" Bo Yi swiftly stopped his hand before it could stab the pigeon's head, put away his Dissection Knife, and looked at the round white ball holding the pill with his head tilted. "You want this?"
The pigeon turned his head from side to side, as though shaking it. Then he fluttered his wings and flew onto Bo Yi's shoulder, his little claws stepping along it until he reached Bo Yi's cheek.
He leaned forward, stretched out his neck, and brought the pill to Bo Yi's mouth.
The cold pill touched the corner of Bo Yi's mouth. Bo Yi lowered his eyes to look at Mitian in pigeon form. "You want... me to take this?"
Mitian cooed, as though he were merely an ordinary pigeon who understood nothing.
Bo Yi studied him thoughtfully for a moment, then reached up and took the pill, which was almost longer than the pigeon's beak, and tossed it into