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VIP Room 203
Now that Dave is in his private room at the hotel, VIP room 203 is his room number, dhea was in VIP room 204 along with the female attendant from Beauty Aura salon and had started doing beauty treatment.
Unlike Dhea who had been doing the treatment, in the next room, the treatment officer was seen waiting outside the room, while in the room, Dave was scolding Alfred.
"Do you want to die, huh!!! You could have sent a transvestite to treat me!" Angry Dave.
Yes, the special officer to give treatment to Dave is not a female officer or male officer, but an officer who is male but behaves aka transvestite, male woman.
"Sorry sir, it's you who don't want to be the lady salon attendant." Answer Alfred.
"But not a transvestite either, Alfred!!" Dave growling.
"The candidate was no pure male officer sir, who had their father." Answer Alfred.
"Aargh..." Shouted Dave frustratedly as he rubbed his rough face.
"So how, sir, would you not be treated by them? If you don't want to, let me replace it with a female officer."
Dave glanced sharply at Alfred for a moment and imagined that his body was plastered by a female officer so-genesis and a real female officer, it felt equally, uncomfortable, ridiculous and uncomfortable.
But soon he remembered Dhea who was angry.
"All right, I'll just wear them! But bring me a blindfold, I don't want to see them in treatment and one more, tell them not to make any noise during the treatment." Answer Dave.
"Then what if they ask you to turn around or move somewhere else, sir?"
"Talk to you, the time you told me! Don't go anywhere during the treatment! You understand!!" Answer Dave.
Huhhhh.. Really troublesome.
Dumel Alfred in heart.
"Good sir."
Although troublesome and mendumel in the heart but Alfred did the request of his boss. How else, his name is also a man.
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An hour passed.
"Is it still a long time?" This is Dave's sixth question. Just imagine, just one hour Dave has asked six times when the treatment is finished, that means every ten minutes, Dave always asks.
One of the salon officials whispered the answer in Alfred's ear.
"There's still some more series of treatments, sir. You can sleep while you don't feel long." Alfred answered the salon attendant's answer.
"Hishe.." Dave breathed a rough sigh.
Dave's phone rings.
"Al, look who called me." Dave's Order.
"Who?" Ask Dave.
"Doctor Bryan, sir." Answer Dave.
"Bring here." Dave's Order.
Alfred walked over to Dave.
"It's Mr." Alfred gave the phone to Dave.
"Make them stop first, and get out of the way, I want to open my blindfold." Dave's Order. Besides because Dave does not want to see the salon officer when opening the blindfold, Dave also does not want his chat with Bryan's doctor known by the salon officer.
With the eye glare code, Alfred also asked the salon officer to get out of Dave's room unit first.
After the salon clerk came out, Dave opened his blindfold and shifted the green button on his phone screen.
"Hello doctor, what's wrong?" Answer Dave.
"Mmmm... Sir, what is the current condition of your heart being pleased?" Ask Dr. Bryan carefully.
"Why do you ask like that doc? Did the doctor find any other diseases in my liver?" Ask Dave.
"Akh. no Sir, I was just asking. If your heart is not happy right now, I'll put off telling you something important." Answer doctor Bryan.
Something important?
Dave frowned while wondering in his heart.
Curious about something important, Dave is forced to lie to Bryan's doctor.
"It just so happens that my mood is happy right now, so you can say something important to me." Lying Dave. Though at this time his mood is falling apart because of the work of Alfred who brought a female salon officer so-genesis.
"Really Sir? You're not lying to me, are you?" Ask Dr. Bryan.
"No doc. Quickly say, before my mood changes."
"Alright Sir. So, Mr. Dave, I'd like to point out that your monthly check-up is actually being exchanged for my other patient's test results." Doctor Bryan said carefully.
Dave paused for a moment to digest the words of Dr. Bryan.
"You mean, doc?" Dave asked, he tried to match what was on his mind at the moment with the intent of the words that Bryan's doctor had conveyed.
"You don't have brain cancer, sir, that's actually the result of my other patient's examination." Answer doctor Bryan.
"Whataaaa!!!"
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