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Eastern City First People's Hospital.
Li Chengping was lying idly on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the snowy scenery outside the window.
The doctor had forbidden him from playing with his phone or watching TV, so he had nothing to do but daze off.
"Squeak!"
The door was pushed open.
A person in a white coat walked in.
Li Chengping turned his head and eagerly asked, "Dr. Zhang, when can I be discharged?"
The person in the white coat didn't answer, just smiled and reminded, "Brother Li, you'd better put the oxygen mask back on."
Li Chengping looked helpless, "How many times have I told you all, I'm a retired soldier, what could a mere wasteful thug do to me? The blood on me is all from the thugs, I just have a small cut on my arm."
The person in the white coat spoke firmly, "No! Your injuries are very serious!"
Li Chengping felt he had no will to live, "Is there really a need for this?"
The person in the white coat nodded repeatedly, "Of course there's a need!"
