“Brat! What's wrong with yo—?”
“Shut up dickhead!”
“What did you just say—?!”
“You know, I will no longer tolerate any further disrespect! What's wrong with this hospital? Are each one of you servants of this imbecile that you will prioritize him over your own patient? And a private one at that?!”
“BRAT!”
“S-Sir!”
The already nervous guards hurriedly come forward to stop Douche from punching me.
“You better take that back! Or I will make sure—”
“Just do it. Why do you keep barking?”
“YOU—”
“I will report the two of you to your superiors and write bad reviews about this hospital if you don't pull this douchebag out of this room right this instant!”
“““!!””” The guards including Lucy are all startled.
“Go ahead—” Douche is still being Douche.
“Sir! Sir! P-Please calm down.” He is struggling to restrain Douche without hurting him.
Fufufufu.
“S-Sir, please forgive our rudeness but you need to leave.”