Go Away Mr. Tumor

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Demons,

back away!

Emmy,

I'm really sorry.

Gotta go.

Lao Zheng.

There are people inside.

Let's hide for a while.

I would rather be killed.

It's not safe outside.

Oh my god.

When did you come in?

Xiao Xia asked you if

you remember what day today is?

Deadline date!

How many did I tell you to finish last time?

Procrastination!

There's something wrong with you right?

Nothing's wrong with me.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing.

What are you saying?

Are you out of your mind?

That wasn't a question.

Last time you said to finish five,

so I put in more hours and finished it.

It's all done.

More hours? Doing what, goofing around?

Last time I said seven!

You said five!

I'm sure of it.

If you'd said seven,

there's no way I would finish that,

so I wouldn't have agreed in the first place.

Are you saying that it was my mistake?

Are you?

Sounds to me like you

don't want your job anymore,

If that's the case, you can get out.

There are a lot of people waiting for your spot.

What, you think I wanna be...

here

right?

Okay,

let's continue.

Xia,

say something.

Honey!

Guess you're still in that meeting.

Message me back when you're done okay?

Miss you.

This is good.

Waitress. Clean it up.

What are you doing?

There are a lot of people here.

You're so bad.

Quiet for a second,

she just called me.

I didn't even answer.

Let me call her back.

What are you doing, sweetheart?

Answer the phone.

What are you doing, sweetheart?

Xiong Dun!

Xiong Dun!

Xiong Dun!

Xiong Dun!

Xiong,

Happy birthday!

As expected,

I gotta work overtime.

Sorry I can't come.

We'll celebrate another day.

Xiong,

Stupid manager is dragging

everyone to dinner,

you're lucky you got away,

Gotta go.

We'll talk tomorrow

Xiong, I've got a game tomorrow,

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