After eating and drinking their fill, Ning Jie and his group slowly made their way back to the hospital.
Master Strategist had not yet woken up. The guy was naturally of a frail build; although he hadn't slacked off on exercise over the past two years, after all, he had taken a bullet, and the toll on his body was significant.
When they returned to the hotel to sleep, snow was fluttering down outside once again.
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