I was startled. When I looked down at the two eggs in my hands, I was fuming in rage.
I glanced at Hendrix and roared, "Hendrix, you have such a filthy mind!" He spoke all kinds of nonsense.
He cracked a smile, "Oh?"
I didn't want to spend another second entertaining him.
Seeing that I was ignoring him, he suddenly became serious. He set his eyes on me and asked, "Why don't you want to go to the hospital?"
"I won't be able to get cured even if I go!" I rebutted. I had been to the hospital before and was only told to take some medicine for my illness. The psychologist said that I didn't have to do anything else other than chat and listen to his advice.
He lowered his gaze and didn't say anything. The car arrived at the Bronzy Residence, and stopped right below the unit
