Nurse Android 18 Doesn’t Work Overtime for Free (Part 1/2) (Patreon)

Android 18 never expected to end up working in a hospital.After years of chaos, battles, and saving the world, a quiet job almost sounded relaxing.

The pay is decent, the shifts are easy, and most patients cause less trouble than a stubborn Saiyan.Compared to fighting for her life every other week, this place is almost peaceful.

Still… peaceful can get a little boring.

The door to the next room slides open as she steps inside.

Another day. Another patient.

Android 18 walks over to the bed and casually leans against it, arms crossing under her chest.A faint, confident smirk appears on her lips.

“Relax,” she says coolly. “I’m your nurse tonight.”

The patient stares.

Not unusual.People tend to stare when she walks into a room.

Maybe it’s the confidence.Maybe it’s the uniform.

But this patient’s eyes don’t exactly stay where they should.

Android 18 notices immediately.

Honestly… humans are terrible at hiding what they’re thinking.

Her smirk grows a little more playful.

“Though if you’re hoping for something a little more… special,” she says, brushing a strand of blonde hair aside,“let’s just say the hospital doesn’t pay me enough to follow every rule.”

His gaze drifts lower.

She sighs softly and reaches for the zipper of her uniform.

“Relax,” she repeats calmly, slowly pulling it down just a little further.

“If this is distracting you that much… maybe I should deal with the problem directly.”

She leans closer over the bed, blue eyes watching his reaction with quiet amusement.

“For the record,” she adds with a small smirk,“this definitely isn’t part of the standard treatment.”

Her hand pauses at the zipper as she tilts her head slightly.

“But the hospital salary is pretty boring.”

“So if you’re looking for… premium care,” she murmurs,“it’s going to cost extra.”

The reaction is immediate.

The heartbeat monitor beside the bed suddenly jumps.

Android 18 glances at the screen and raises an eyebrow.

“…Wow,” she mutters, clearly amused. “You got excited fast.”

She studies him for a moment, arms crossing under her chest again.

Honestly, she came here to earn money…and this patient clearly isn’t complaining.

A small smile returns to her lips.

“Hmm… why not.”

She leans a little closer, lowering her voice.

“Just remember one thing.”

“I don’t do anything for free.”

Her eyes flick briefly toward the monitor before meeting his again.

“And judging by that reaction…”

“…this might turn out to be a very profitable shift.”