Inside the hospital ward, the man stared at the person who had his back to him, his facial expression somewhat apprehensive and uneasy.
"Everything has been done just as you said; there shouldn't be anything for me to worry about now, should there?"
The man's voice was very hoarse, seemingly strained because of excessive tension.
The ward remained silent for a long time, before a low voice finally emerged.
"Of course."
That voice caused the man's tense shoulders to gradually relax.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Do you have any idea how much trouble it was today? I almost got caught..."
The man babbled on, but the person with his back to him did not make a single move.
As if realizing he had spoken too much, the man suddenly fell silent.
The surrounding silence returned as before, and the man's eyes scanned the area before he seemed to summon great courage to speak slowly.
"Shouldn't you also transfer the final payment to me now?"
