Master Cheng knew that very well. Even though his neck was red from anger, he held back from arguing with the other party.
At this mont, a hoarse female voice interrupted.
"Since you don't have enough rooms, we'll stay in another hotel. Is that okay?"
The front desk person was shocked and instinctively looked over.
She was stunned upon seeing the girl wearing a baseball cap looking at her calmly. She could not think of a solution for a mont. "Uh... this isn't good, right? This is the stipulated hotel..."
"What stipulation? I didn't see anything about it in the organizer's participation requirents. It was only indicated that this hotel will be provided as accommodation."
Qiao Nian was quite impatient. "Since your hotel didn't prepare in advance, we'll give up our rooms to the other teams so everyone can be more comfortable. What's wrong with that?" The front desk person was stunned. She stamred, unable to find a reasonable explanation. After all, Qiao Nian expressed a good attitude in her argunt... However, as the front desk staff, she had been instructed to stop this group and make them wait in the lobby for a few hours.
This was clearly not the desired outco.
Seeing that the matter was about to get out of her control, the front desk person could only hurriedly say, "Wait a mont. I'll ask the manager."
She pretended to pick up the office line, but instead of the manager, she called an outside number.
**
In the sanatorium.
Nie Qixing was in a bad situation.
Just as Nie Qingru had said, only his body was still here.
"... In other words, if Young Master Qi continues like this, his body will quickly deteriorate?"
"That's right. We can only try our best to maintain his physiological indicators. But you should also understand that humans not only need the "hardware" to maintain their survival, but they also need to be rejuvenated. If the patient continues like this, not to ntion physical rehabilitation, he won't even have the basic desire to survive. We can't do anything about the current situation."
"I... understand."
Shadow said goodbye to Nie Qixing's attending doctor and went to the garden outside to find the man in the wheelchair.
Before the accident, Nie Qixing could not compare to Qin Si and Ye Wangchuan's ostentatious looks but could be considered a promising young scientist with a refined and dignified image.
However, now sitting in a wheelchair with a scraggly beard and lifeless eyes, he no longer looked like the graceful figure from not long ago.
If not for the fact that he was recuperating in the most expensive sanatorium in Continent M, people would have believed he was a tramp based on his current image.
Shadow looked at him from afar. It would be a lie to say that he did not feel uncomfortable. After all, he saw the child grow up.
He could not help but lighten his footsteps as he approached. "Young Master Qi, are you feeling better?"
Nie Qixing did not look at him. He was numb as if he could not hear anything from the outside world. If not because his chest was still heaving, he would have looked like a dead man.
It was not an exaggeration to say that he was as withered as a corpse!
Shadow held his breath. His chest was being pulled and he did not know what to say to him. He stood there and followed his gaze for half an hour.
At this mont, his cell phone rang.
At first, Shadow rejected the call because of Nie Qixing's presence.
However, the other party was persistent. He glanced at the caller ID and said to the person in
the wheelchair, "Young Master Qi, I'll go answer this call."
Nie Qixing did not say anything, but at least he looked in his direction.
Shadow hurried to a corner to answer the call.
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