"Get out, I'm not drinking hot water,"
In the room, James looked at Ryan with a grim face, pointing to the door and speaking with barely suppressed anger.
Ryan's eyes widened, "How can you not drink it? This was specially prepared for you, no other patient gets this treatment."
You should know.
To Ryan, James's condition was a mountain in his medical career.
If he could conquer this mountain, promotion and a raise were just in sight.
Therefore, once Ryan was able to prescribe medication, he immediately thought of James.
After all, he was the patient with whom Ryan had the best relationship, one who deserved exceptional care.
James said with a cold face, "I'll say it again, get out!"
Ryan was furious, he sprawled on the ground and rolled his eyes, "If you don't drink, I won't leave today, and from now on, I'll come to your room every day to pee and poop wherever I want."
"You, as a patient, really don't know what's good for you."
