Smelian stared blankly at the man. "She already gave me permission to work. What else is there to say?"
His tone was so matter-of-fact it made the man's question seem utterly pointless.
So much so that the director, who had been standing at the door hoping to see Smelian make a fool of himself, was left speechless.
'That's right. His Female Master already allows him to go out and work, so what wouldn't she allow?'
'Come to think of it, the way Smelian is being treated now... isn't that the same as the status he himself enjoyed as a secondary husband?'
'On what grounds?'
Smelian ignored the resentment on the man's face and said directly to his assistant, "Pull up the patient files from the time I was away. I'll review them and then we can schedule appointments."
The assistant shot a quick glance at the director in the doorway before nodding. "Of course. I'll get them ready right now."
