After his work in the office was done, Oscar rushed to visit Bryan again. In the past two days, Bryan's office felt like his second home. Every night, he always took refuge in the room that was quite spacious while being examined.
Just like that afternoon, Oscar parked his car and saw Bryan already waiting for him at the hospital's entrance.
Seeing Oscar's face, which was getting paler than yesterday, made Bryan frown. The man waved his hand and immediately led Oscar into his room without saying much.
"Take off your clothes," Bryan ordered as he closed the door to his room, "I want to see how your wound is progressing."
Oscar's face really looked like a zombie this time. In addition to the wound that never healed, the man had trouble sleeping every night because of the pain. He didn't know how many painkillers he took, but the results were the same.
"Oh my God.. Why don't you just take a day off?"