On the way to the hospital, Leander called his dear friend, Roan.
After a few rings, Roan picked up and said feebly, “Young Master, if it’s about your emotional consultation, can we talk tomorrow. Or maybe you can find me after letting me sleep for a few hours.”
Leander caressed the soft hair of the young man in his arms and snorted. “Why, were you overworked last night?”
“... F*ck you! I just came out of the operating room, okay? You try having an operation for ten hours and see how it feels! I’m as tired as a dog. No, no, even dogs are not as tired as me!”
Leander didn't even change his expression while he listened to his good brother’s complaints.
“I don’t care whether you become a dog, you just have to spare an hour for me. I’m bringing Shawn to the hospital now, and I will reach
