"Okay then, Mr. Noah. I have to go back to check on some of my patients. You just need to rest tonight so you don't have a headache tomorrow."
(Too friendly. Don't give him your pretty smile) Aslan muttered inside his head. He didn't want another man to approach his wife, even if it was only in his hallucinations.
"Thank you so much, beautiful doctor! I'll be back tomorrow!"
"Oh, Mr. Noah, I hope you don't visit the clinic too often because I want you to always be healthy. I don't want you to get sick every so often."
Aslan gritted his teeth in annoyance at his wife's friendly tone. Not to that bald man. Aslan was forced to open his eyes, throwing away the comfort he was feeling right now. This was real. Their voices sounded so real. His wife was really here.
"Oh, my… I'm really touched by the concern from you, doctor! All right, I promise I'll take care of my health so you won't be sad."
