Nara's eyes widened, glaring venomously at Jackson.
Her eyes were red, and she clenched her fingers tightly.
After a long moment, she exhaled, crossed out the words she had just written, and then wrote, "What service do you need?"
Upon seeing these words, Jackson scoffed, "At least you have the sense to know that flattering me is the only way you have a future!"
Jackson looked at the fruit plate, "Go wash these fruits for me, and cut them into pieces that are easy for me to eat. Also, remove all the orange pith for me. Not even a single thread can be left, I don't like eating that!"
Harry immediately said, "But this isn't something us intern doctors should be doing..."
Jackson immediately scoffed. "You know you're an intern doctor? Don't you want to remove the 'intern' from your title?"
