"Come in and don't be too loud; he is still sleeping."
"Is that your new lover?"
"Yes, it's him. So, be quiet and just check my wounds. I still want to go back to sleep."
"How can you say that? You won't even invite me for breakfast. If you aren't my friend, I won't even be coming to treat you."
"We are indeed friends, but both of us know that you came here because I paid you generously. You won't even move out of your clinic if I don't offer something good. Just check my injury first."
"Ok, let me see. You're certainly not the one who treated your injury this time. Unlike your crude way of treatment, this seemed like it'd been done by someone professional. If you already had others treat it, why did you still call me?"
"It is treated by him."
"Oh, this time your lover is a doctor; that's new."
"No, he isn't. That's why I still called you."
"He would surely be a good doctor."
"Don't get any ideas; he is earning a lot of money as a model compared to what he could earn as a doctor. Besides, he is with me, so he doesn't lack anything."
"With the way he treated you, he should have practiced a lot. What if he actually wanted to be a doctor?"
"Ugh, can both of you shut up? I can't sleep properly," Luciel said sleepily.
Luciel wanted to go back to sleep, but because Treyton and his doctor kept talking, he couldn't go back to sleep.
"So, Ciel, do you want to be a doctor?" Treyton asked, disregarding what he had just said.
"No, I don't want to. I don't want to be busy all day long," Luciel answered while still being covered by the blanket and without any plan to open his eyes.
Even before the apocalypse came in their world, he didn't have the heart to be a doctor at all.
He doesn't have the heart to save everyone or anyone that needed saving, so he didn't even think of being a doctor.
He just learned how to deal with injuries because he kept getting injured while fighting.
If he didn't learn how to treat his own wounds, then he would have had to go to doctors, which would just be costly.
If he went to see doctors every time he got injuries, then he wouldn't have had enough to buy his own food.
"You see, he doesn't have any plans to become a doctor."
"But it's a pity. Your skills are really good."
Luciel didn't respond, as he was still trying to continue sleeping.
Seeing that he wasn't planning on replying to the others, Treyton and the friend he was talking to also didn't wait for his reply and just continued to talk with each other.
"Ok, there is no problem with your wounds. You just need to take these medicines for the next few days. With your ability to recover, you could surely recover in just two weeks."
"That's still a long time."
"Don't worry; as long as you are careful, you can still work. You can use your other hand anyway."
"It is still inconvenient."
"Then don't be injured next time. I really don't understand why your grandfather still tries to involve you in those things."
"He just wants me to go back to the military."
"Why don't you just follow what he wants and go back? You shouldn't have been too excellent if you didn't want to be in the army."
"What about you? Why don't you just go back to your parents' hospital instead of staying in your own clinic?"
"Tsk. We are indeed friends. We have indeed been friends for a long time. Your personality has affected me too much."
"Heh, don't try to blame me for it. You just have a rebellious mentality from the start."
"Ugh, can both of you go out if you want to continue talking?" Luciel said in irritation.
They still continued talking, which didn't allow him to sleep peacefully.
If he wasn't in a modern society now and he still wanted to live a peaceful life, he would have thrown a knife at them already.
"You know this is my room, right? And it's already 6 a.m. Why don't you just wake up if you can't go back to sleep?" Treyton said to him.
"Then I'll just go back to my room," Luciel said, and sat up on the bed and looked at Treyton and the person he was talking with.
Luciel finally saw the man who was talking with Treyton. With the conversation that he heard, it seemed that they had been friends for a long time.
He was looking at the two of them while the two of them also looked at him.
Treyton chuckled and said, "No need; you can continue sleeping. He would be leaving already.
By the way, this is Nathan; you can ask for his help in anything that is health related."
Treyton introduced Nathan to him briefly.
"Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Luciel. Please don't visit too early next time."
Luciel introduced himself and said his thoughts out loud. Even if Nathan is Treyton's friend, he still doesn't want his sleep to be disturbed by him.
"Ok, next time I won't visit too early," Nathan answered while smiling.
"I'll surely treat you to something good the next time you visit, as long as you don't come early in the morning," Luciel said nicely.
"Then I'll be looking forward to your treat."
"See you next time," Luciel said and continued to lie on the bed to sleep again.
"Ok, I won't disturb you guys any longer. I'll check your wounds again next time," Nathan said and went out of the room.
"Yeah, see you later," Treyton said and closed their room again.
"You disturbed my sleep, so don't wake me up before 10 a.m.," Luciel said to Treyton and went back to sleep.