Master Cheng knew it very well, and even though he was so angry that his neck turned red, he managed to resist the urge to argue with the other party.
At this time, a hoarse female voice interrupted.
"Since you don't have enough rooms, we can stay at another hotel. Is that okay?"
The receptionist was startled and looked over instinctively.
When she saw the girl wearing a baseball cap and talking to her indifferently, she was stunned for a moment, and couldn't think of a solution for a while: "Uh... this is not good, right? The hotel we are supposed to stay in is here..."
"Which rule? I don't think it's written into the organizer's entry requirements. You just wrote that you provide this hotel as a hotel for guests."
Qiao Nian was impatient: "Since your hotel is not prepared in advance, we will give the rooms to other teams so that everyone can have more space. What's wrong with that?"
The hotel receptionist was confused by her question and stammered for a long time without being able to find a reasonable explanation.
After all, Qiao Nian didn't argue with her, and said in a very good manner that she would give up all the rooms... But the instructions she received before were to stop this group of people and make them wait in the hotel lobby for a few hours.
This was obviously not the result she wanted.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of her control, the hotel receptionist hurriedly said, "Wait a moment, I'll ask the manager right away."
As she spoke, she pretended to pick up the internal phone, but actually dialed an outside number.
**
In the sanatorium.
Nie Qixing is in a very bad condition.
He was just like what Nie Qingru said, only his body was still here.
"…In other words, if Master Qi continues like this, his health will soon deteriorate?"
"Yes. We can only try our best to maintain his various indicators from a physiological function perspective, but you should also understand that human survival requires not only external maintenance, but also self-vitality. If the patient continues to be in his current state, let alone limb rehabilitation, he will not 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 physician and walked to the garden outside the sanatorium to find the man sitting in the wheelchair.
Before the accident, Nie Qixing could not match the flamboyant looks of Qin Si and Ye Wangchuan, but with his well-educated and gentle image, he could be considered a young scientist with a bright future.
However, now he is sitting in a wheelchair with an untidy beard and lifeless eyes, and there is no trace of the graceful and elegant figure he had not long ago.
If he wasn't sitting in the most expensive nursing home in Continent M, people would believe that he was a homeless person based on his current appearance.
Shadow watched him become like this from afar, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sad.
After all, he is the child you grew up with.
He couldn't help but walk closer with light steps: "Master Qi, are you feeling better?"
Nie Qixing didn't even move his eyes, he sat there numbly, as if he couldn't hear any sound from the outside world. If it weren't for the rise and fall of his chest with his breathing, he would even look like a dead man.
It is no exaggeration to say that it looks withered!
Shadow held his breath, his chest felt pulled violently, and for a moment he didn't know what to say to him. He just stood there, followed his gaze, and stood with him for half an hour.
At this moment, his cell phone rang.
At the beginning, Shadow was hindered by Nie Qixing and died once.
But the other party kept calling. He looked at the caller and chose to say to the person in the wheelchair, "Master Qi, I'll go get the call."
Nie Qixing didn't say anything, but at least looked in his direction.
Then I saw Shadow hurriedly walking aside to answer the phone.
(End of this chapter)