Heath watched Mr. Luodan calmly. Ever since Heath had used the "Dreamlike Illusion" on him, Mr. Luodan had been completely unresponsive.
He had slumped straight onto the table as though he had fallen asleep. Heath rubbed his chin. It seemed that next time he used the Dreamlike Illusion, he had better do it on a bed. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if a customer collapsed straight onto the floor.
According to League regulations, if a customer appeared to be suffering a medical emergency, the proprietor had to call emergency services immediately and administer preliminary treatment under instructions given over the phone.
Who knew why the League had such a requirement? But when Heath had applied for his food service license, he had truly experienced what it meant to say that anyone who encouraged someone to study medicine deserved to be struck by lightning.
Heath was only an ordinary person applying for a food service permit, and his study materials had already been condensed and organized. Even so, looking at those hundred-plus pages still made him feel sleepy.
Even after successfully obtaining his certificate, all Heath had needed to do during that period was pick up that medical textbook to sleep soundly. It was really something.
Now Mr. Luodan was sleeping quietly with his head on the table. Judging by the tears at the corners of his eyes, though, Heath thought he had probably seen the person he most wanted to see.
"How nice..." Heath rested his chin in his hand and watched Mr. Luodan. Mr. Luodan's expression slowly shifted from its initial sadness to calm, and finally to a happy smile.
Heath did not know what Mr. Luodan had seen, but clearly, to Mr. Luodan, it was the person he loved most, the person he most wanted to see.
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