"I thought you're gonna be just my dearest husband and phone operator," said Raelle as she looked at Shui Xian who brought nail paint from who knew where.
"I can be your personal nail artist as well," he replied. "Don't worry. I'm multi-talented."
"But who said I want to wear nail paint? Have you seen me wearing it?" she asked.
"If not before, we can do it now," he replied. He put her hand on the table and set up his tools. "Besides, I don't feel good seeing you in this dull hospital gown. Since I can't change the color of this, I can do something else to add some colors." He lifted up a nail paint bottle showing her, "Look, I brought your color. Red! Perfect for you!"
"It contains harmful particles," she stated.
"Relax! This is the best non-toxic nail polish," told Shui Xian. "I got it personally from the brand. Had to ask an acquaintance to get this. But it's worth it. For now, it's not even on the market. It's exclusively for you."
With each passing day, Master Xian is forgetting what his real profession is.