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An eyeball robot floated over, warning the people in the waiting room that their patience had run out. They were now threatening to cancel their appointments, demanding not only a full refund but also compensation for the delay.
"These things really do have money," Cui Junyou glanced at the waiting list, "willing to pay a high price just to queue up. I thought I'd lose money opening this clinic, I underestimated the madness of the rich... Short of hand accepting help! I've still got several surgeries lined up, I need to get busy."
"I'll be leaving first then." Xu Yang bid farewell to Cui Junyou, "Thanks, Old Cui."
"People who are willing to listen to my nonsense are rare, you're one of them." Cui Junyou waved his hand, "But it's an era where friends often part ways, you're rushing around, I'm rushing around, and twenty-four hours a day just isn't enough... Go on, live your own lives!"
