"What are you daydreaming about? Administer the medication to her!" Adam Piers snapped out of his thoughts and impatiently urged the doctor, who hadn't started yet.
The doctor in charge dared not say another word, turned his head to prepare the medication, but just as he was about to step out of the ward, the ominous voice sounded again, "Stop."
The doctor turned back reluctantly, "Master Adam, do you have any other instructions?"
Even though he said that, he couldn't help but "Tsukkomi" in his mind; if it weren't for this hospital being owned by Piers and the good salary and benefits, he wouldn't take any crap from this master.
"Keep everything that happened tonight confidential." Adam Piers was feeling displeased, and his voice was particularly cold.
"You can rest assured about that." The doctor understood, quickly responded, but couldn't help glancing again at Bertha Swift on the hospital bed.
