Chapter 483

“Hot!”

Aishe raised her gloomy eyes and gave a self-helpful smile. She was taller than most men, with broad shoulders, steel forearms, a sun-tanned face, and bulging muscles in her legs….. Even in her own eyes, she is far from feminine.

Above all, her breast was buried in the developed chest muscles. This was the result of running around the mountain with a machine gun for 10 years.

“Except for Dubaiburupa, No one will see me as a woman.”‘

She suddenly missed Dubaiburupa, who had said that the healthy and strong women were the real women. Anyway, now is the time to act as the head of Novatopia Guard.

“That’s right. I’m in charge of the security. Are you a doctor in the surgical ward?”

“Yes. I`m surgeon Roman Walter.”

“Oh, the doctor who was appointed one month ago. Nice to meet you.”

Aishe reached out her hand.

“Ugh!”

Walter’s expression twisted as he unintentionally held her hand. It’s not a woman’s hand, it’s a large monkey spanner tool.

“Eek!”

Walter clenched his fist. He had boxing and tennis training. He should have to remove his balls if he was pushed by a woman’s grip. There was a popping sound. The monkey spanner was transformed into a vise.

“Ugh!”

Walter managed to swallow the bursting scream. Instead of overwhelming his opponent, he had to endure the agony of crushing his finger, which caught his nerves and struck his brain. His eyes grew protruding, and his lips were poodle-like.

Ibrahim cast a glance at Aishe. Aishe is a woman who goes after her desires. Walter’s hand will be crushed if she is left alone. Surgeons and gamblers both have delicate hands. Their life will be ruined if they break their hand bones.

“This is Yoah House. It is Dubaiburupa’s temporary palace, which the Novatopian people adore and respect. I hope the doctor understands. If the security guard made a mistake, we will deal with him in accordance with our regulations.”

Aishe relaxed her grip and spoke politely. Walter’s white expression found its color.

“It’s not a big deal. I’m just here to see Mis. Edel.”

Walter, who was feeling down, caressed his hand and murmured.

‘You bastard, take your balls off and feed them to the frogs.’

Ibrahim cursed Walter, who disgraced the men.

“Oh!”

Ombuti burst out a burst of exclamation. As the group’s attention grew, he shook his head, as if nothing was happening.

Ombuti recalled him. He was a jerk doctor who worked for Ati MSF. He met him at the hospital where he had been carrying the blood-stained Wakil after completing the Sahel operation. He was the German doctor who attempted to take blood and skin samples from Wakil.

Lady Edel packed her belongings and followed him at the time. When Walter saw this, he insisted that it was for treatment purposes and tried everything he could to stop Edel. Ombuti realized Walter loved Lady Edel when he saw him struggling to stop Edel.

Since the appearance of Walter here, it has been clear what he was up to. His crawling into Novatopia must have something to do with Lady Edel.

‘He is a funny guy!’

Ombuti snorted inside. Why should he crawl in here if he intends to commit suicide? There’s no need to get Wakil’s hands dirty. If he disrespects Lady Edel, more than 50,000 people will rush out with shovels to bury him in the desert.

‘But how did he know about this place and come here?’

Ombuti tilted his head. Lady Edel immediately moved from Valdegras Army Hospital to the Njamena Wakil Chamber and came to Novatopia here. It was never revealed to the outsider.

Actually, there was nothing strange about it. Walter initially stayed at MSF to win Edel’s heart, but when she left, he lost his motivation and returned to his original job at Aachen Hospital.

Walter, the self-conscious paranoid, couldn’t let go of Edel so easily. So, when she vanished like a pebble into the sea, he changed course and began watching Dr. Giz. He guessed Dr. Giz would be linked to Edel in some way because he was close to the mercenary who had been possessed Edel.

Walter’s efforts were not in vain. As he discovered Edel’s remains in a country called Novatopia, where Dr. Guise had moved to. He was delighted and immediately packed up and joined the Novatopia MSF.

Fortunately, Ethel was still single. Indeed, the noble Edel and the smelly mercenary were so different.

Walter sought a chance to confess his love to her, but he did not get any chance. Edel’s obstetrics and gynecology ward is separate from the main building, and there was little free time due to the influx of patients. Dr. Giz’s subtle disturbance, of course, played a significant role as well. As a result, he couldn’t help but pay a visit to Edel’s house.

“You’re here to meet Lady Edel? Wazalan, what happened?”

Aishe looked back at Wajalan.

“I informed the lady, but she said she wanted to rest.”

“That’s what he said?”

Aishe stared at Walter.

‘What the heck! You punk!’

Walter was furious, but he didn’t dare to get a seizure. The fear of almost breaking his hand while looking down on her as a woman prevented him from saying harsh words.

“I must meet her.”

“Walter, you should be careful. Novatopia is a free country. It guarantees individual freedom, so compulsory actions against the will of others, regardless of their status, are severely punished.”

“What is it so tight? I just want to meet her as a colleague.”

As Walter replied, Aishe checked her watch.

“It is now 3:00 p.m. The owner of Novatopia will arrive shortly. Dinner is set to begin in three hours.”

“Oh, really?”

Walter’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. MSF officials all wondered about Dubaiburupa, the owner of Novatopia.

There were many theories that he was from a royal family of oil-rich country in the middle east, that it was a puppet regime in the Soviet Union attempting to swallow Africa, and that the Yankees were a satellite state established to prevent African communism. Dr. Giz, the hospital’s director, appeared to be aware, but he didn’t say anything.

“We invited our friends, MSF teachers, to dinner in the Yoa palace. Would you like to attend?”

“Of course I would like to. Thank you for inviting me.”

Walter’s demeanor shifted. The anticipation of meeting Edel made the antipathy fade. They are also the most powerful people in Novatopia. Novatopia is a young country, but it is one that values order and strict discipline. He was well aware that there was nothing he could do to defy the leaders’ will. Besides, he can’t defeat the arrogant Arab security guard.

“I apologize for causing such a chaos, friend. Looking at your face, you appear to have been bitten by a poisonous insect.”

“I was bitten by a Red Scorpion that crawled inside my boots.”

Wazalan stroked his face and spoke in such a way that it seemed like it was not a big deal. Despite the fact that he had developed a rash all over his body as a result of the red scorpion bite.

It is common to be bitten by scorpions, spiders, or vipers. He doesn’t even care unless it is a venomous thing like a death stalker, rattlesnake, or horny snake. He suffers from a sense of fever and literacy (pain), but if he fails to endure this much pain, he is not qualified as a Novatopian soldier.

“You are not in a good condition. You’ll be in trouble if you develop sepsis.”

Walter looked at the rash with a worried look.

“It is a weak poison, so it’ll subside over time.”

“Nonsense. The poison of the red scorpion is a blood poison. When a blood clot blocks a vein in the leg, it becomes an eunuch.”

Wazalan flinched.

“It’s an antihistamine. Take three pills now, and three more in the evening.”

Walter took a medicine bottle and threw it at Wazalan.

“Thank you. As expected, the doctor is different.”

Wazalan bowed deeply in response to his adversary’s interpersonal behavior. The doctor was a doctor, even if he wasn’t very nice to him.

“How can a doctor be called a doctor if he or she turns a blind eye to a patient? My life’s goal is to live in a world where no one is sick. Hahaha!”

Walter laughed. He knows how to speak as a well-known doctor. As he walked away, he smirked.

“Is he going to die soon?”

Walter, whom he saw in Atti, was far from Hippocrates’ descendant. When looking at Sun WooHyun, it is clear that human nature is difficult to change. Ombuti was a little uneasy, but he couldn’t say anything.

‘Heh heh! Last time, I bought a lot of oral athlete’s foot medicine. Where do you taste it?’

Walter clenched his teeth as he turned to face the hospital. It is not a place to leave the obnoxious Arabs and blacks who stood in his way.

Aische scolded Wazalan.

“Hey, idiot, how come you couldn’t take care of that rut properly and caused our lady stress? Why did you have to call me for such a simple task?”

“I’m sorry. He said he is a friend with Lady Edel…”

What nonsense, friend? You have no idea who Lady Edel is or how she could befriend someone like this.”

“I’m sorry. I`ve been told to take a good care of the MSF staff because they’re a valuable guest.….”

Wazalan grumbled. He didn’t want to speak badly of the doctor who gave him the valuable medicine.

“How didn`t you use the techniques I taught you before? Pretend to push and thumb the one-inch point under the left nipple. Or drop the gun on the top of his foot.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Anyway why you should feel sorry? It’s a problem of that man who doesn’t even know that.”

Aische went into the mansion. She heard about that bastard from Lady Edel two days ago. He will be making his coffin if he dared to miss with Dubaiburupa`s women.

“Haha. You’ve grown a lot.”

Ombuti beamingly smiled. He was pleased with Aische’s progress, and he felt sorry for Walter, who had no idea he had managed to get out of the crocodile’s mouth.

“Oh my, it’s already a big deal that Uncle Ombuti came during the day. But even Uncle Ibrahim and Aische are here, too. What’s the matter?”

Edel frowned. As the British playwright Noel Coward once said, [On a sunny summer day, the only things with legs that go outside are mad dogs and Englishmen].

Coward was wrong. Even in the middle of the day, Novatopians are on the move. They live without knowing Siesta (southern European nap time) and Kailolla (nap time in Arabic countries). The administration imposed a midday break under the strange name of “curving time,” but few people took advantage of it. The Novatopians are the most diligent and insane people on the planet.

“It’s just housework. I stopped by because I wanted to drink the Yirgacheffe (coffee native to Ethiopia) made by the lady.”

Ethel snorted at Aische’s words.

“Do you mean that the busiest people in Nova just came to have a cup of tea at this time. Did the German Shepherd go? It’s quiet now.”

“German Shepherd? Oh, you mean Dr. Walter. He left.”

“I’m sick of him!”

Edel shuddered. The thought of Walter’s eyes staring at her body as if he was licking it made her feel bad.

“Lady, shall I deport him?”

“No! Walter works as a senior researcher at Aachen University Hospital. If he spreads rumors around the neighborhood, Novatopia’s reputation will suffer. In reality, he is a world-class expert in surgery. He’s a valuable asset to Novatopia.”

Edel was startled by Aische’s words. Deporting an MSF makes no sense. They have more power than the government at times. When Novatopia’s reputation deteriorates, it will become a second Palestinian in the international community. It’s fine to be bothered by it, but there’s no reason to get into pointless arguments about it.

“That’s a wise judgment.”

Ombuti, who had deduced what Edel was thinking, smiled cheerfully. When Africa’s tribes gained independence after WWII, the Tuaregs were shunned. This is due to its reputation as a masked warrior and looted nation. It is equally important to have a good reputation in the international community.

The myth that beauty is unintelligent is incorrect. Edel is a smart and considerate woman. In any case, there are more than a hundred ways to deal with the rude people without leaving a trace.

“Be honest with me. What brought you here?”

“Wakil has departed from Toba on his private plane. He’ll be here in 40 minutes.”

Ibrahim reported with a smile.

“Dubai is coming? 40 minutes? No way!”

Edel’s face turned as yellow as Safran. Despite being without makeup, she had soot all over her face, besides the dough splattered. The kitchen was a disaster, and in her bedroom, there is a shambles of underwear.

“You don`t need to be much worried. All you have to do is wash your face.”

“Hey, don’t talk nonsense. I don’t even have a cook. What should I do? Mr. Ombuti, you’re mean. I purposely told me this late.”

Edel glanced at Ombuti and was in a hurry like an ant whose antennae fell.