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The next day, the winter in Beijing was relatively dry. The cold wind whistled through the streets and alleys. This bustling metropolis had already begun to bustle with activity.

"Master, aren't we going to Central Hospital? Why..."

Sitting in the taxi, Bei Tasi was a little puzzled.

Tang Bohu's expression had slightly improved at this moment, even though his inner energy was depleted