- Heck!

He was already starting to be late, so he quickly got up and hurried to take a shower. He planned breakfast at the hospital itself, so he barely made it to the morning meeting. He knocked on the door of the hall and peered inside. From there came sighs of relief.

He still didn't die!

“Four whole days have already passed,” a whisper passed through the rows.

- Satan decided not to kill him, or is it not time yet?

- Vladimir, how glad I am to see you, - Anatoly Ivanovich nodded, pointing at the rows of chairs, - Sit down.

- Sorry for being late, -...