- Have you taken it away yet?

Cyril nodded and thundered bitterly:

"Fix it, okay?" I really need her.

- Kirill, she's not a robot, they don't sell spare parts for her! Wait for me here! - And disappeared into the maze of examination and operating rooms.

Kirill waited, endlessly pacing the waiting room, which was still completely empty at such an early hour. After twenty endless minutes, my uncle appeared at the door:

“Well, sufferer, nothing terrible has happened to your Kira. Fake contractions! I’m alarmed too,” he shook his head.

- False contractions? Cyril was surprised. She was writhing in pain! I have seen!

“Nephew, why do I...