A Drunkard Can't Treat Me

Back at the small Medical Center where Henry normally practices his skills, he downed glass after glass of wine without stopping trying to numb himself with alcohol.

Although he was expressionless inwardly he couldn’t help feeling frustrated. Maybe he should finally let go of his past relationship and move on.

“Doctor! Doctor!”

Just as Henry felt a little tipsy a hurried knock was heard at the door. When he opened the doors two beautiful young women were standing outside.

One of them was dressed completely in white and looked like an angel from heaven. The aura she gave off was pure and innocent.

The other woman was fully dressed in a black bodysuit that showed off her curves. She had prominent features that made her appear tough and masculine.

However she was bleeding profusely from the injury on her abdomen. Her face was drawn and pale from excessive blood loss.

“Excuse me is the doctor in? My friend is severely injured and needs immediate treatment!” The woman in white said
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