CHAPTER 2
Xibo walked towards the patient's room. Curious about the patient's meaning.
He knocked twice before entering, "You called, patient?"
The man looked up at Xibo and scrunched his face, "You...?"
Xibo looked confused and tilted his head, "Me? Me what?" He questioned.
"You look frail and weak, as if you're a twig about to snap as the wind blows over you." The man exclaimed with such details, "How could someone like YOU save me!?"
Xibo almost tipped over, all the confidence he had earlier was gone!
Xibo glared at the man laying on the hospital bed, "You... I saved you regardless! How dare you treat me like this!?" It took all his might to stop himself from punching the patient.
The man covered his ears and stuck his tongue out, "What a noisy doctor!"
"What a rude, childish and ungrateful patient!" Xibo rebuked.
"Bleh, I'm going to sleep!" The man turned away from Xibo and laid on the pillow.
"Man, you must be used to using your daddy's money to get this good of a VIP room! Tch! Annoying ass!" Xibo said arrogantly and stomped his foot.
The man chuckled, "Daddy's money? Tsk, I haven't spoken or met my old man since I was 14. Nor have he helped me in those years."
Xibo pouted, "You must be pretty old then! My apologies for judging you without knowing you, as well, Mister."
"I didn't ask for apologies, Doctor. But come here, please, I have a request." The man turned to face his savior.
Xibo walked to the man's side, confused, "Yes, Mister?"
"I don't know if it's irregular for patients to ask for this, but may I see a smile from you?"
Xibo was taken aback. S-smile...? He thought, staring at the grown man.
"A smile...? That is usually requested by the younger patients, namely teens and children..."