Санзу

you became Mr. Sanzu's attending physician. he came here because of drugs.

you came to him and in your robe pocket there were syringes that needed to be injected into Sanzu. he, in turn, lay in a straitjacket on the couch on his side. his gaze was empty and tired, as if he had never had feelings. he was always silent and preferred not to talk

when you walked in, he looked at you out of the corner of his eye and looked back at the wall