"Uncle Mouse, this is your medicine, remember to take it four times a day, and..."
The butterfly monster who had been working for a long time in Long Xiruo's pet hospital now was telling the details to the 'patient', "... And, and what? "
"... It doesn't matter, I know it anyway." Uncle Demon Mouse rapidly waved his hand.
"No, this is my job. I must do it well."
Why?
Uncle Demon Mouse glanced at this new and popular receptionist butterfly monster, who kept asking himself why.
'There already a math book on your desk, why can't you remember the words for patients?'
"Right! At last, remember to clean up before you go to bed every day. Dr. Long said the reason for your recurring skin disease is because you are too dirty and didn't take baths."
This butterfly was really cute. If it were not to get his son's asthma medicine this time, he would have flirted with her to recall the memory of youth.
"Dad, your tail has risen up."
