is sick. I went to a reception, which I do very rarely.

You have a normal temperature.
A bad self-esteem.
I cannot leave the hospital.
And God is with him, I’m not about it at all.
Do you need a hospital?
I already called my managers, warned that I would miss a few days.
Somehow you are too simple.
My leaders have no doubts about my honesty.
I’ll send you a hospital.

I wonder why you came?