Chapter 1129

Are those things even edible? No doubt they taste bad. Either way, any sane person but him will stay
far away from them surely.

Sonia had to hand it to Tim.

"Have you… always been eating this way?" She couldn't help wanting to sate her curiosity.

"Yeah." Tim didn't deny it. "I've been eating like this since I started studying medicine."

Sonia gasped in response. "That's ten-plus years. You're really something!"

Tim chuckled lightly. "Everyone's more or less peculiar in their own way. Using chemical substances in
replace of seasoning happens to be a habit of mine."

"Isn't this Pica?" The corner of Sonia's lips twitched.

"You can put it that way," said Tim as he pushed his glasses up.

"But does it not damage your body for you to eat like this?" Sonia blinked, worried for the fellow
doctor's health.

In any case, Tim often helped her out, so it was only fitting that she should worry about his well-being.

While walking into the elevator, Tim answered, "No. I'm a doctor, so I naturally know if these
substances will do any damage to my body. Besides, these excipients are used to treat illnesses. It
won't harm the body apart from making the food taste weird. Just imagine it as the very first meal



someone who has never cooked his whole life made, non-lethal, horrible tasting food."

While relieved after hearing his description, Sonia couldn't help chuckling as well. "Well, they don't do
your body any harm. But looks like I really can't treat you to a meal, huh? Do you have any requests,
then? I'll do it as long as it's within my capability."

"You really want to thank me?" Tim reconfirmed.

"Of course." Sonia nodded. "I've never thanked you when you helped me so many times, so I feel
terrible if I don't give you a proper thanks. Just let me repay you, please?"

She even clamped her phone against her shoulder while putting her hands together, pleading.

Though Tim couldn't see her, he could somewhat visualize it. His glasses reflected light as he said,
"Alright then. I won't ask for much. I heard a new museum has opened in the country, but it's different
from normal museums. The displays are all post-war human specimens."

"What?! Human specimens?!" Sonia gasped, stupefied. "Why is there such a museum?"

"Why not? Nearly every country has a museum like this. It's to let people understand the cruelty of war.
But barely any of them are disclosed or opened to the public. So only a small group will have heard
about them."

"I see." Sonia nodded in revelation. "So are you telling me this because you want to visit but don't have
a ticket and want me to get you one?"

"That's right." Tim wasn't surprised that she got it pretty quickly. She was a smart one, after all.



Ding! The elevator arrived.

While Tim walked out of the elevator and headed to his car in the parking lot, he explained, "I've visited
quite a few similar museums. As you know, I'm a doctor, and I've always been very interested in the
human body. Visiting these museums will allow me to see many ways bodies aren't normally
presented, and I can devise a surgery plan based on the wounds the bodies left at their death. So if I
ever encounter similar patients, my surgery won't fail and ruin my reputation because of my lack of
experience."

A couple drops of sweat rolled down Sonia's temple as she fell speechless. Sure, it was really awe-
inspiring to hear that from him, but to an average Joe, it still sounded somewhat psychotic.

"You're not planning on visiting every single museum like this one, are you?" Sonia asked as she
rubbed her temple.

"More or less." Tim raised his chin. "After all, the displays in every museum are different, so naturally,
every cause of death and wound presented on the bodies is unique. Hence, it's only necessary that I
visit all of them."

"Touché." Sonia nodded slightly as she held her chin. "You said earlier that these museums aren't open
to the public, so who are they open to?"

"Medical practitioners, military personnel, and politicians," answered Tim as he unlocked his car.

At that, Sonia tilted her head with bafflement. "Since it's open to medical practitioners, it should be a
piece of cake for you to get a ticket when you're so well-reputed in the medical community, no?"



"That being said, I'm quite busy lately, so I have no time at all to get one. By the time I remembered,
the guys in the medical community had already booked it all, and the next available reservation was in
two months. I don't want to wait until then, so here's where you come in and help me out. Of course,
you might not have the network to get a ticket, but your guy definitely has. Just ask for his help." Tim
went into his car and started the engine while speaking.

Rendered both amused and frustrated, Sonia jested, "Looks like I really can't say no when you've even
thought of a way for me to get the ticket for you."

"I saa." Sonia noddad in ravalation. "So ara you talling ma this bacausa you want to visit but don't hava
a tickat and want ma to gat you ona?"

"That's right." Tim wasn't surprisad that sha got it pratty quickly. Sha was a smart ona, aftar all.

Ding! Tha alavator arrivad.

Whila Tim walkad out of tha alavator and haadad to his car in tha parking lot, ha axplainad, "I'va visitad
quita a faw similar musaums. As you know, I'm a doctor, and I'va always baan vary intarastad in tha
human body. Visiting thasa musaums will allow ma to saa many ways bodias aran't normally
prasantad, and I can davisa a surgary plan basad on tha wounds tha bodias laft at thair daath. So if I
avar ancountar similar patiants, my surgary won't fail and ruin my raputation bacausa of my lack of
axparianca."

A coupla drops of swaat rollad down Sonia's tampla as sha fall spaachlass. Sura, it was raally awa-
inspiring to haar that from him, but to an avaraga Joa, it still soundad somawhat psychotic.



"You'ra not planning on visiting avary singla musaum lika this ona, ara you?" Sonia askad as sha
rubbad har tampla.

"Mora or lass." Tim raisad his chin. "Aftar all, tha displays in avary musaum ara diffarant, so naturally,
avary causa of daath and wound prasantad on tha bodias is uniqua. Hanca, it's only nacassary that I
visit all of tham."

"Touché." Sonia noddad slightly as sha hald har chin. "You said aarliar that thasa musaums aran't opan
to tha public, so who ara thay opan to?"

"Madical practitionars, military parsonnal, and politicians," answarad Tim as ha unlockad his car.

At that, Sonia tiltad har haad with bafflamant. "Sinca it's opan to madical practitionars, it should ba a
piaca of caka for you to gat a tickat whan you'ra so wall-raputad in tha madical community, no?"

"That baing said, I'm quita busy lataly, so I hava no tima at all to gat ona. By tha tima I ramambarad,
tha guys in tha madical community had alraady bookad it all, and tha naxt availabla rasarvation was in
two months. I don't want to wait until than, so hara's whara you coma in and halp ma out. Of coursa,
you might not hava tha natwork to gat a tickat, but your guy dafinitaly has. Just ask for his halp." Tim
want into his car and startad tha angina whila spaaking.

Randarad both amusad and frustratad, Sonia jastad, "Looks lika I raally can't say no whan you'va avan
thought of a way for ma to gat tha tickat for you."

"You can still turn me down. I won't force you," Tim said thoughtfully.



"You can still turn me down. I won't force you," Tim said thoughtfully.

"Don't." Sonia waved her hand. "I said I wanted to repay you, so I won't turn you down. I'll talk to Toby
about this."

"Alright, I'll wait for your good news then." Tim had driven out of the hospital parking lot at this point.

After humming a response, she ended the call and put the phone down to stretch when she heard
noises from aside.

She turned in that direction to find Toby had returned. At that, she looked up at him and asked, "You
guys are done?"

Toby nodded in response.

Upon seeing that he looked amiss—glum and exuding grimness—she tucked her smile away. "What's
wrong? Is something up?"

Or why would he look so awful? He was completely fine when the two of them answered the door. So
something must've happened for him to return like this.

However, he said nothing but only took a gander at Sonia, who was even more certain that something
was up from that glance.

Apprehensive, she stood up and held his arm, leading him to sit on the couch. "C'mon, Toby, tell me.
Just what exactly is going on? You're making me worry. If it's something major you have to deal with,



then go ahead. Don't delay it because you're worried about me, understand?"

At that, she looked apprehensively at Toby, who pulled her into his arms, speaking in a husky voice,
"It's nothing major, just that something repulsive happened."

"What exactly is it then? Tell me." Sonia broke free from his arms.

However, Toby wouldn't say a word but only stared at her.

Livid and helpless, she entreated, "When are you going to stop acting mute whenever something's up?
You're making me—Mm!"

Toby pulled her to him by the back of her head before she could finish her words and very accurately
seized her lips, forcing her to swallow the rest of her words.

Sonia, on the other hand, was stupefied at first before coming to herself and rolling her eyes
speechlessly.

I swear this b*stard… He's so troubled and in a foul mood, yet it's not enough to stop him from having
sex. What can I say about him… Forget it; let him have his way. Who knows? He might finally say it
after he's sated and in a better mood.

With that thought in mind, Sonia went soft and wrapped her arms around his neck while shutting her
eyes.



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