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... this pitiful bit of business can barely tide me over," Wang Linchi grumbled, shifting his position as he lay down.
The business was sporadic, barely better than an empty house, with only three to five patients a day. Half of them were likely destitute, hoping to get a line of credit from him.
Of course, Wang Linchi wasn’t going to extend any credit. He wasn’t merciless; if someone was genuinely in a life-threatening situation and had no money, he would consider it. But why should ...
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