Dr. Lein stared at Marix's head maid, his arms were crossed as he tapped his foot. He'd asked her three times already to leave but she was adamantly refusing.
"Jinya, listen. I'm not going to ask you again. Please leave. Stand outside the door at the very least." He pleaded a final time.
He had moved Eilownia from Marix's dark, luxurious bedroom to the white, sterile medical room on the first floor.
The bed wasn't large or pretty, but rather small and efficient for cleaning. There was a white desk against the wall at the opposite end of the room, with a simple beige leather chair, and a few journals and books on the side.
Next to the bed was a small cabinet full of medical instruments while gauze and ointments sat on a shelf neatly above it.
Jinya frowned and copied Dr. Lein's body language, "Like you, I'm also not going to say it again. I'm not leaving. I have a direct order to stay with her. I will not leave her side!"
