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@y. ning Though he knew Ning was being playful, he still responded in a honest manner.
"The answer is yes. If you called me at 3am, needing medical assistance. I would show up. It comes with the job, Ning. Like if someone needs CPR, I am obligated to assist." He makes an example for her while she finally settled herself upon the sofa.
He reaches over carefully so he could take a look at both of her arms, essentially eyeing which vein is better to use. He decided the right arm is more suitable.
He reached into his box of items and pulls out a tiny like needle, removing the sterile wrap from it but not before putting on a pair of latex gloves.
"You won't ever, I hope. But you are an adult and will do whatever you please. Just don't call me when you up and have bruises all over your arms. I don't believe in babying grown adults."
Minghao's energy was never rude, nor hostile. He is merely..realistic and honest.
Her commentary about looking 10 years /almost/ earns a chuckle from him as his lips barely twitched.
"Breathe in and out, or would you prefer a stress ball ?" He asks while raising his gaze to finally meet her eyes.
He awaits for a response but the question of him sleeping has him quirk a brow.
"Dearest? Interesting- and yes I've been sleeping. I sleep 9 hours a day. Not healthy to sleep less; I used to do that during college and it was rough."

@x. minghao "So you're saying I could call you up at 3AM and happily expect you to be at my door?" She teased the thought albeit knowing it'd never occur. In a serious manner of course. The woman could see herself calling the poor man up at Witching hour to get McDonald together.

Minghao's firm tone had her attention snapping back to his visage, eyes flickering over his sharp features. He was alluring to look at, she noted quietly to herself, almost missing the taller's last plea entirely. "Okay... I won't... This year." Tinted lips purse out into a little pout. A vein couldn't be that hard to find... Yet, she relented. This was Minghao's profession. He'd know best.

She's quick to follow orders, eagerly plopping down onto the couch with her legs folded beneath her. "10 years? Is this how you talk to all your patients? Remind me to file a complaint." The empty threat is followed by a feeble scrunch of her nose, a smile threatening to break her feigned offense. Ning could never keep her /serious/ charade up for too long; far too playful in nature. "Have you been sleeping, dearest? I have a feeling you're just as deprived as I am." Perhaps a nap would've been a more suiting suggestion over facemasks... For both their sakes.

@y. ning Ning's obvious exhausted state did not go unnoticed for Minghao. He politely entered her premises, being sure to toe off his shoes and search around for a pair of guest slippers. Which to his surprise, he found a pair.
Reaching down he placed the pair before him so he could easily slip his feet in before wandering further into her home.
Mainly trying to find a good spot to provide the liquid IV, his lips emitting out a hum.
"Your mess doesn't bother me, I've seen worse honestly..." he simply stated which is true. Minghao could explain all the observations he witnessed during clinical rotations.

"Its quite alright, Ning. My job consists of helping individuals medically despite the timing. So truth be told, there is no 'perfect' timing. I'm just happy to know you aren't sitting here poking needles in you....please don't ever do that /ever/."

His tone is firm compared to his normal professionally cold mannerism, he is genuinely worried that she would've tried such an act and he could only imagine finding out about it. A total..worrisome state.
He made his way towards the couch as he sets his kit on a nearby coffee table, gesturing for her to sit.
"Come on dehydrated Ning. Settle down and relax, yeah? You look like you haven't slept in 10 yrs."

@x. minghao Her eyes widen slightly at the question, a sheepish smile painting over her features once she realizes. Gosh, the lack of sleep was doing a number on her. And paired with the lack of appetite? Yikes. "Sorry, please come in! May be a teensy bit messy, though." The doll warns and waves Minghao in, quietly shutting the door once he's surrounded by the pink and white interior. "I hope my request didn't put you in a pickle. Know you're really busy." The male was often seen leaving promptly once his pager set off, or scrutinizing his schedule for the day on his iPad. She wondered how well rested he was today. "Bed or couch, mister?"

@y. ning The sound of footsteps made it obvious that Ning was rushing, especially since Minghao overheard through the door. He mentally chuckled at the thought of Ning hurrying to the front door. Wondering if she was always rushing.
As he hears the door sling open, his gaze meets Ning as he stood there awkwardly; awaiting for her to either speak or guide him inside.
His eyes took notice of the cosmetic product as he quirks his brow, a bit surprised.
"Uh...Looks like you were not expecting me to pay a visit? Also sure I can use a face mask. My skin doesn't stay smooth and soft without proper care. May I enter?"
He raises a hand to gesture into her humble abode.

@x. minghao “Coming!” A flutter of footsteps can be heard from within the suite, silver bracelets tinkling against one another. She’s in an awful rush- having forgotten that time slips by faster when she actually needs it. The knock was either housekeeping or her beloved Minghao.
“Oh, you came,” the darling blinks owlishly once she’d pulled the door open, eyes catching the male’s for a good, long, wordless moment… Til she held out a Rice mask. Ning had been wanting to bond with the quiet individual for some time now, but wasn’t sure how. “Wanna apply face masks together after?”

@y. ning He arrives just about on time as he holds a square shaped kit in his right hand. Reaching up with his left hand closed into a fist so he can knock loud enough to be heard if Ning was home.
He stepped back just a bit to give space for when she opens the door as he patiently waits for her to answer.
More so curious why she needs an IV drip but having a good idea on why..