Qu Wendong left with a heavy mind.
Qi Tongwei was left alone in the room. He locked the door, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it, taking a deep drag to let the nicotine jolt his brain into sharper focus.
He paced back and forth until the cigarette burned down to the filter. Qi Tongwei then flopped onto the bed, trying to clear his thoughts. Ten minutes later, he sat up abruptly and headed for the door, but just as his hand touched the doorknob, he pulled it back. He wasn’t sure if the sanatorium was under surveillance. It wasn’t impossible. If it was, going to knock on Liang Qunfeng’s door in the dead of night would likely tip off whoever was watching, allowing them to tweak the plans they had against him.
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