Chapter 857: Free of charge
"Bwahahaha!"
Primo sighed heavily as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking at the shut door, he could still hear Moose’s evil laughter.
"I know that guy has a loose screw, but did he snap?" he wondered under his breath, shaking his head. "Though, he’s quite good."
Gazing down at the meticulously tied bandage around his body, Primo couldn’t help but admire Moose. With the world they moved into, it was only natural for them to learn basic first aid methods. But he could tell Moose knew more than that just by the way he took out the bullets from Primo’s flesh.
"I guess he’s a legit doctor in the past." Slowly, Primo let his body fall to the bed, wincing when he bounced off a little. "Ugh... I thought I was dead..."
Primo trailed off as he heard a sudden bam from the door. Peeking down, he caught Moose strutting in.
"Hello, patient! Are you still alive?" Moose inquired, despite seeing that Primo was looking in his direction. He stopped three steps from the bed, scanning Primo from up and down, before nodding in satisfaction.
"I guess you’re doing fine." Moose chuckled and then dragged his feet toward the chair several steps from the bed.
"From my perspective, I think you’re the one who needs to be checked," Primo commented as Moose sat down. "You were laughing like a maniac out there. I already considered myself crazy, but I think there’s something wrong inside that head of yours."