Kian grabbed the doctor’s collar furiously. “If I fucking knew why, would I still come to you?! Clean my stomach now!”
The doctor was annoyed by Kian’s attitude, but as a professional doctor, he spruced up and ordered his nurse, “Prepare gastric lavage tools now!”
The nurses nodded hurriedly and began to prepare for the procedure.
Just then, Kian felt an intense headache like a surge of electricity flowing through his brain. Then, he lost all senses and all he could think of was—he wanted to eat shit right now!
He blurted reflexively, “Where is the toilet? Where is the toilet?!”
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