Maddox Qi had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot, but suddenly he stepped back and felt his stubble.
He has been in a chaotic mood these past few days and has not been shaving regularly. Could it be that he went to see the process today in such a decadent and dejected manner?
He decided to make himself more elegant, but he couldn't wait any longer, so when he went out five minutes later, his angular face was clean, but there was a bloody cut on his chin.
He walked windily into Changkang Hospital. At this point, Soren Cheng had just finished washing and drying two large basins of clothes belonging to Ms. Cheng and himself. His ten fingers were as cold as carrots.
Seeing him, Soren Cheng rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Here?"
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