
After ending the call from his stepmother, Fatir without delay went straight to sleep.
Time passed and the night changed in the morning.
When Fatir opened his eyes in the morning, not only did he feel tired, but he felt refreshed, and his entire body seemed to have endless energy.
After waking up and cleaning himself, he did breakfast as usual.
Sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes, Fatir sank into a meditation technique. This was the cultivation method he had obtained through the legacy of the great hermit.
Surely, Fatir applied it since his meeting with the great hermit. Moreover, the application of cultivation had many benefits to his body. It even gets him hooked when he drowns in it.
"Needle...pitch..." The ringing sound of cell phones has disrupted Fatir's concentration.
There are still two days before the Counseling Services Office is inaugurated, and until then arrives. Fatir wanted to spend his time doing meditation without any distractions.
Not with anyone else bothering him. Although upset, Fatir was not angry at the ringing of his phone, or someone who made a call.
But when you look at the number. Fatir did not know who made the call, because the number was so foreign to him.
"Hello!..." Answer Fatir directly.
"Master, Fatir... Thank you for taking your time to receive my call..." Said a middle-aged man from the other side of the summoner.
"Who is this!..." Fatir.
"I, Jamal, manager of Jakarta city hospital. We've met before because of Miss Roses..." Answer Jamal politely.
Fatir finally recalled the figure of the middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and glazed eyes.
"Well, Manager Jamal why did you call me?..." Ask Fatir.
Jakarta city hospital, still belongs to the irawan family, making Fatir uncomfortable rejecting it. He had guessed that Manager Jamal had a certain request, but Fatir kept asking.
"So like this, the hospital remembers inviting Mr. Fatir to provide medical services..." Jamal said doubtfully - doubtfully.
After seeing Fatir's miraculous medical abilities, Jamal had worship of Fatir. He continued to think about making Fatir a doctor at the city hospital.
Jamal knew that Fatir was the son of a miracle doctor who had recently been discovered. So he was very excited to invite Fatir.
Although the city hospital, indirectly belongs to Fatir as well, but Jamal expects the presence of medical capabilities Fatir more than anything. And if Fatir rejects it, it can only be regretted.
Maybe Fatir's age is young, but his medical expertise. No need to ask again.
"All right, I accept it. I'll provide medical services at the city hospital. But I decided the schedule..." Fatir replied after considering it.
Providing medical services is not much different from counseling services. Both do good for those in need. This, made Fatir quite satisfied.
Jamal's manager who heard Fatir's approval was delighted. Even if Fatir only came once a month, he would be very happy.
"Thank you, Mr. Fatir... The hospital very much welcomes your presence..." Jamal answered excitedly.
"Not a big deal..." Fatir replied, It seems like being a doctor is not too bad.
"Mr Fatir, can you come to see the VVIP ward No 102. That's if Mr. Fatir doesn't mind..." Jamal did not mention the patient's condition. There is nothing Fatir cannot do.
"Well, I'll come to see..." Fatir replied without asking the patient's condition, then immediately closed his phone.
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Jakarta City Hospital. There are more than hundreds of wards, be it public wards or VVIP wards.
Being one of the well-known hospitals, it is also a goal for many people to conduct medical examinations regularly.
From a distance, Fatir's limited edition Bugatti came. He safely parked his car.
Fatir chose it just because it was comfortable and likeable. Not for style - style. Even when someone else uses his car for selfies, he doesn't care at all.
Fatir ignored some people who praised his car. He chose to go to VVIP ward No 102.
As soon as he got there, Fatir saw a doctor come out of the room with sadness on his face.
Followed by two other doctors with the same condition. Fatir felt, if the patient in the room VVIP No 102. is not simple.
Fatir stops a nurse who happens to be walking in front of him. "Bro, can I ask you something?..."
"Are you a patient's family?!..." The nurse asked.
"No, I've come to provide medical services to patients living in the ward of VVIP No 102..." Answer Fatir.
At first the nurse was so polite, but immediately added a disdainful look on her face, Upon hearing Fatir's reply.
How old is Fatir?
At the very least, his early twenties and he claimed to be providing medical services!
Is he the youngest doctor in the world?
"Bro, kidding you're not funny..." The nurse laughed a little.
"You see, three doctors were scolded by the patient..." The nurse said, "A patient was admitted to VVIP ward No 102 yesterday. He has a bad temper. Expert doctors just don't have the ability, what else is a young man like you?..." The nurse sneered, she felt like she had just heard a joke.
"Bro, keep talking. Someone who can provide medical services, it doesn't have to be a doctor..." Fatir is not an official doctor and does not have a medical license.
But he has the ability to heal patients. Not to mention, the manager of the Hospital directly invited Fatir.
There is no particular reason to deal with an insignificant and arrogant Nurse. What Fatir needs to do, come and heal the patient.
"Bro... Are you deaf!..." The nurse was very dissatisfied when she saw Fatir entering the ward of VVIP No 102.
At this moment, Fatir heard the ridicule of the nurse who was very upset. The nurse did not immediately expel Fatir and chose to find an expert Doctor to help him expel Fatir.
"I'll make him regret it..." The nurse then turned and left.
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Inside Ward VVIP No 102.
When Fatir saw a woman sitting on the bed. A glint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Because this woman is really very sexy!
She was wearing a white shirt with three-quarters sleeves, and a low neckline, revealing a broad snow-white complexion, her face absolutely gorgeous.
Obviously one of the beauties that can bind any man, when looking at him. No exception plain Fatir.
Moreover, his waist was narrow, even if he sat on the bed, Fatir could see the perfect curves from the side.
The most terrible thing was that his legs were long and straight outside the sheets. Snow-white and soft legs, made Fatir subconsciously dream about the beauty of a fairy.
Fatir could not help but stare at the woman's face meaningfully.
At this moment, the woman also found him.
The eyes of the two face each other.
Fatir stopped breathing in this second.
There was only one thought in his mind, how could there be such a charming woman in this world?
Seriate...