Spend the night together

Now Zwetta regrets having injected the virus into Osbert's body four years ago, if only the man was still alive, maybe she could vent all her anger on him freely for making such a tangled string of threads so difficult to unravel. Not wanting to make Christian look for her, Zwetta immediately returned to Christian's treatment room with a can of energy drink. Zwetta changed her choice at the last second.

"After finishing his lunch, please make sure the patient takes his medicine," said a nurse who was passing by Zwetta at the door.

Zwetta turned towards Christian's bed which was visible slightly from where she was standing. "Has lunch been delivered?"

"Still on the way, maybe in two or three minutes, Miss."

Zwetta nodded slowly. "Ok, I understand. Thank you."