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The hospital ward finally quieted down.
Li Mumu had no idea how much time had passed; she only felt the sugar from that bottle of ice-cold cola had nearly run out, her legs turned to jelly, and her mind went blank.
She couldn't hold on anymore—she wanted to sleep.
"With your tiny frame, you're still up for fighting on the front line?"
A doctor who had just finished a surgery looked askance at Li Mumu while drying his hands, "What's your name? Which unit are you with? I'll talk to your superiors and have you transferred over to the hospital."
Seeing the numb expression on Li Mumu's face and her reluctance to speak, he pulled out two dollars from his pocket, "Go buy me a cup of coffee at the entrance. Add sugar, no milk, and keep the change to buy yourself something to eat."
Yay, now she had some money...
After toiling for half the day, stitching God knows how many stitches, she earned two bucks, and now she had to buy someone coffee.
