Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
The man could not be trusted. It was not his fault because he couldn’t tell what was true.
“Why would the richest man in Han Hai come to a place like this? He might have dreamed that.” Su Mo thought the man was lying again. His words didn’t make sense. Ever since Situ An released the video, most of the normal citizens, including Su Mo, thought he was a good person. He risked his life to expose the truth.
“Not necessarily.” Xuan Wen reminded him. “Have you forgotten the room with the shoes at the back building? All the shoes are worshipping Situ An. This hospital might be one of his estates.” Compared to Situ An, Xuan Wen was more interested in the other person, “You said there was a psychiatrist from Hen Shan Penitentiary that day. What did he look like?”
“You’d expect a psychiatrist to be over thirty, but that man was very young. He looked just over twenty.” The man couldn’t remember too clearly, “I’m not lying to you. If you don’t believe me, you can check the hospital records. There are cameras inside the counselling room. All the sessions are recorded and filed.”
“To protect the patient’s privacy, the counselling sessions will not be recorded at hospitals.”
“But they do it here. It’s probably to protect the back building’s doctors just in case the patients become aggressive and attack the doctors. The hospital has to protect the staff legally.” The man’s patience was exhausted. “I don’t know how it is with the other patients, but my condition worsened after I came here. The more I went for the treatment, the more painful it became. Most of the doctors here are unreliable.” The man sneaked a look at Xuan Wen. It was clear what he was thinking.
Xuan Wen noticed this. However, she didn’t deny anything. She wasn’t a doctor anyway. “Do you remember the date? Bring me to the place where the hospital records are stored.”
“It’s already dark. You can’t go to the back building after dark.” The man’s eyes moved about. Even he was scared of that place.
“Lead the way. I’ll figure out a method to heal you.” Xuan Wen
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