Even though he was constantly complaining, Ruvie's face was filled with an unusual joy, a hint of frenzy in his eyes. His wrench was thrashing about on Cordova's body as if a swarm of wild bees were dancing ~ almost creating a phantom image ~
Finally, Ruvie, who had been circling Cordova for at least a couple of times, clapped his hands and jumped to a conclusion: "Yep, it's definitely kidney deficiency!!"
'Damn it! Tell him, I said damn it!!!'
With Cordova's hearing unaffected but unable to protest due to his power cut, he started spamming in Motan's message box!
"You there~" Ruvie glanced at Motan: "The person who should have been here to pick you up is probably still in a meeting, can you lend me a hand first?"
Helping others is a good thing. Motan of course didn't object, so he walked over to Ruvie and asked, "What can I help with?"
