[Charlie's perspective]
"Son, are you finally awake? How's your health? Is there anything uncomfortable? Your lover is looking at you anxiously.
"Is it better now?"
"Well, I feel much better…"
But, actually, it isn't.
"Charlie, right?" The doctor showed up with the medical record book, which eased my embarrassment in time.
"Yes, it's me."
"You are sick...."
I was keenly aware of the doctor's different tone, and I was deeply disturbed.
"Alex, I'm a little hungry. Go and buy some porridge for me."
"Ah? Can I go after hearing the case?"
"But I want to eat it now, can I..." The first time I spoke in a pathetic tone, it was just to distract him.
"OK, then I'll go first. Listen carefully. You have to tell me everything when I come back."
"OK, I know, go, I'll wait for you to come ba
