This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr novel Chapter 1129

Chapter 1129 Get Him a Ticket

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?”