"Pay? What pay are you talking about?" I asked with a confused look.
"I hate dull people. How many people have you killed with your dullness?" He asked me rudely.
I bite back my anger as I tried to keep my emotions in check. What I hate most was people questioning my professionalism.
"The last time I check your boy whom I treated with my dullness is here alive even though he could have ended up being dead if I do not perform an operation on him" I spat out glaring at him.
I saw the flash of anger in his eyes but I don't care. If he can talk to people like that, then he too should be happy to accept it.
"Don't you talk about my son whenever we are having a conversation again!" He said with a very cold look.
I knew I had touched his bones. He was a very dangerous guy so I know when to retreat but ……
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