Coveting the Position of Tuss's Wife

In the hospital room, Yuri and the old man had their eyes closed.

Everyone else sat still, quiet as mice, afraid to disturb them — even their breathing had turned lighter.

Yuri had just completed her longest grooming session yet, taking thirty minutes.

The moment she opened her eyes, she found the old man had drifted off to sleep on the couch, soft snores echoing within a minute.

"What's the outcome?" Officer Lyao asked, without bothering to lower his voice.

"No issues at all," Yuri confidently answered. She had transformed the fragmented world into a peaceful one, filled with magnificent mountains and rivers, brimming with the melody of birds and the aroma of flowers.

Relieved, Officer Lyao glanced at the still sleeping elder, hesitated for a second, then woke him up.

Awakening to a daze, the old man scowled, "I haven't had such a good sleep in years, and you woke me up."

"You'll sleep better in the future," Yuri promised.