Long Que stood at the hospital entrance, smoking a cigarette, and said calmly, "Don't worry about things that are unrelated to you. If one day I die, you don't need to take me to the crematorium either."
After he finished, his cigarette was slapped away.
"Don't you know smoking is bad for your health?"
The young nurse, hands on her hips, said, "No smoking allowed!"
Long Que calmly lit another cigarette and said indifferently, "Evolvers don't get cancer, and as for the other dangers, they're nothing to me."
The nurse was so angry she couldn't take it and blurted out, "I don't know what kind of drug you are using, but from your medical report, all your organs are already nearing failure. The damage that substance is causing to your body is too great, if you keep going like this..."
She broke into tears halfway through, "I promised your sister I would take good care of you."
At that moment, someone suddenly asked, "What medical report?"
