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The result of the consultation was that they parted on bad terms.
However, the patient's surgery had been scheduled for nine in the morning the next day. At that time, Shen Qiang would participate in the surgery to complete a duodenectomy; if successful, the reward would be two hundred thousand.
He returned home.
It was already dark outside.
The thousand-year-quality Blood Ganoderma in his care had grown significantly under Shen Qiang's nurture.
Standing on the rooftop, Shen Qiang walked to the edge and leaned against the railing, looking out at the Provincial City lights scattered through the night.
He felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness.
"Qingxuan, can you keep me company and chat for a while?"
Hearing Shen Qiang's voice, Qingxuan's crisp, pleasant voice resounded in Shen Qiang's mind: "Master, Qingxuan obeys."
