This guy looks like he really needs some sedatives.
Standing at the door of the second recipient, looking at half of the eye peeking out from the crack in the door, he commented secretly before paying.
The blue-green pupils and the large whites of the eyes are covered with red bloodshot eyes. At this moment, the eyeballs are shaking from side to side like a convulsion.
No need to make a sound, a feeling of uneasiness came over me.
"What do you call it?"
Before paying, this time I chose to ask the other party to report his/her address.
"Sam."
Unexpectedly, he was not rejected. The person behind the door shrank back for a long time like a reflex, and then came back to announce his home.
That's right.
Before paying, I looked at the list in my hand and saw that Brother Sam was the second patient.
"So why didn't you go to the clinic on time?"
Although the other party was so cooperative, Fu Qian did not rush to let him open the door, but asked the second question very naturally.
"I……"
Brother Sam meditated again, and at the same time exposed more of his body, allowing Fu Qian to get a full view.
From the appearance, this man is much older than Shiki-san. His clothes are all wrinkled and he looks quite haggard. His black and white hair is a mess, as if it hasn't been taken care of for a long time.
No matter from every aspect, this person is more like a patient than Tojima Shiki.
"The doctor won't let me go."
While looking at it before paying, the man seemed to finally remember the reason.
Just for this reason...
"The doctor told you not to go to the clinic recently?"
He frowned before paying.
"Yes, don't go anywhere recently, just stay at home and don't let anyone in."
Sam's tone was unusually serious.
Is there such a thing?
With the appearance of Brother Sam in front of me, it is hard to imagine that he is in the mood to joke.
But if this person is telling the truth, then the problem seems to be bigger.
The reason Kelly asked her to deliver medicine was that the patient did not follow up within the specified time, but she was also asked not to go to the clinic recently. There was an obvious conflict between them.
If this person's memory is fine, then it seems like there is something wrong with Kelly's brain?
Is there a bottle left for her in this medicine?
With four medicines and five patients, the possible scenarios have increased exponentially.
Looking at the four paper bags in his hand, he fell into deep thought before paying.
"I seem to have remembered it. This is indeed the case, but you forgot to bring your medicine. The doctor asked me to bring it to you."
The next moment, Qian suddenly realized something and picked out a paper bag and handed it over.
…
Staring at the paper bag in Fu Qian's hand, Brother Sam stood stiffly on the spot, obviously having a fierce ideological struggle.
"Sorry, I can't accept it."
After a moment, he still shook his head with difficulty.
"Why?"
It's really not surprising at all to this reaction.
"You cannot take medicine without a doctor's signature on the package."
Sam said extremely seriously.
Sure enough, it's not that easy, so I still need to get a signature?
That strange intuition similar to accepting a mission reappeared, and Fu Qian sighed in his heart.
But looking at the bright side, this person's request is not that troublesome in comparison, and the current situation will definitely require a return to the clinic.
In fact, this potion was just to show Sam's reaction and test his reaction.
Even if this person really wanted to take it, he wouldn't give it before paying.
"You're right. The doctor must have been negligent. I'll go back."
The next moment he agreed with Sam's opinion, he said goodbye briefly and went downstairs to continue looking for the next patient.
…
So as a patient, is it really okay for you to live in a place like this?
This third one is undoubtedly the most remote one. Fu Qian almost trekked all the way to the edge of this residential area.
Looking at the vast wilderness in the distance, Fu Qian found a lonely building at the end of the long road.
Bad news, this doesn't even look like a home, but a coffee shop.
Good news, the coffee shop is open.
Boom!
I walked in directly through the open door and saw an empty store in front of me. I looked around and knocked on the counter before paying.
It was kept very clean, and the aroma of coffee could still be smelled in the air, as if there had been guests just now.
There were even two coffee cups on a table not far away.
Strange, why does this scene seem familiar?
Before paying, he looked at the table and fell into deep thought.
"welcome."
A greeting sounded, but it was so bland that it could be compared to seeing off a guest, and at the same time a figure appeared quietly.
Really?
Although there is almost no emotion in this voice, it is the last bit of neural circuit activation before giving up.
"Loretta?"
The next moment I looked around and saw the coffee shop owner.
The face is thin, the expression is demure, and the hair seems to be more gray than the last time we met. It is Bernard’s good friend Ms. Loretta.
The one who was cursed because of his own talent, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
Although I had seen this name before paying for it, because it was so common, I didn’t think much about it for a while.
"I am, please sit down."
When asked, Loretta's tone remained calm, she lowered her head and poured the coffee pot into two cups, without even asking him why he came.
At first glance, he looks like he has seen through life and does not care about worldly affairs.
But before I paid it, I knew that in essence, it was a reaction to losing all hope and ignoring everything after a long period of torture and struggle.
The more strange it is, even though this patient was Kelly's before, Fu Qian couldn't think of a reason to let her take sedatives.
You are already so heartbroken, why should you continue to remain calm?
"Thanks."
Expressing his confusion, he thanked him casually and sat down on the opposite seat.
At this moment, the reason why there are two cups is also very clear - this cup is obviously for Bernard.
I still remember that Bernard also had this habit. It must be the few remaining thoughts after endless torture.
"Are you...paying Qian?"
At this time, Aunt Loretta seemed to finally notice something. She looked at Fu Qian with dull eyes, and after a moment she let out an exclamation.
"How will you be here?"
Good question, this is actually what I want to ask.
"I am now Dr. Kelly's assistant."
With emotion, he lifted all four paper bags on the table before paying.
"Give the patient a sedative."
Sedative? Patient?
Loretta's expression was undoubtedly one of deep confusion.
"tasty."
Seeing her reaction, Fu Qian didn't rush to say anything more, but picked up the coffee and took a sip.
"But it's still slightly inferior to what you left in the bookstore."
"Did you drink the coffee in the bookstore too?"
After realizing what Fu Qian had said, Loretta's confused eyes revealed extremely natural joy.
It seems that this illusory intersection is of great significance to her.
