[Ellie's P.O.V.]
After a moment of silence, Anton took a deep breath and said, "Start the discharge procedures. I'm feeling better already. Panse is dead and I can't stay here forever."
I didn't agree and frowned. "Anton! You're sick! If you don't take good care of yourself, your will collapse again. Don't play around with your health or life, alright?"
"There are a lot of things I still need to deal with, Ellie. And some are time-sensitive. If I don't deal with them now, we might miss the opportunity forever." Anton was serious as he looked at me. "I feel much better now, I really do. Besides, one of the things I inherited from my family is quick healing."
His serious sincerity made me stumped. After a moment's hesitation, I eventually gave in. "Alright then."
I called the nurse over to remove the drip and went to sign off on the discharge papers. Just as I was going down the steps, I bumped into Ollie.
