Night, Fixed Wing District, the home of an intelligence trafficker.
Kardesia shouted as she rushed to the door to greet the visiting doctor, "Save me, senior!"
If the doctor had been a bit slower, she would have been hugged by the blonde junior. The doctor calmly placed a hand over Kardesia's face and said, "You're too dirty right now, clean yourself up and then come over."
"Okay."
"No no no, that's not the main point!" A gray-haired young man exclaimed loudly from amidst a pile of high-calorie food. "After cleaning up, I can get a hug? Why?! I've been a loyal customer for so many years, how come I don't get that kind of treatment?"
Gongsun Ce clutched his stomach and collapsed onto the table, while the young lady silently withdrew her hand.
"I can give you a 9.9% discount."
"Thanks so much for reducing the treatment fee by 1%, you stingy quack."