Yuche looked around at the room, taking in the boxes of medication covering the floor, the stacks of saline bags against the wall, and enough surgical supplies to open a small hospital before turning back to me.
"The first thing I need is somewhere to stand," he said with a slight smirk on his face. His expression was soft, but I could definitely hear the amusement in his voice.
And for a moment, I had no idea what he was talking about.
I had given him everything, exactly as promised, and now he was complaining because there was too much of it?!? Who did that?!
Then I tried to step closer to the bed and nearly put my foot through a box of syringes.
Okay.
Fine.
He might have had a point.
But only a small one.
"Tell me exactly what you need, and I'll put everything else away," I grumbled under my breath, already returning several boxes to my space before he had the chance to answer.
Yuche began listing supplies while examining Lingyun's wound.
