I'm a Medical Student, and You Want Me to Be a Corpse Collector?
Chapter 1779

Moments, Saturday Night Views

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There were many comments under Li Ru's post.

The first one I saw was from Zhu Dayou.

Zhu Dayou: Ruru, so you were away on a business trip? Why didn't you reply to any of my messages? Your phone was switched off too?

You have no idea, I've been explaining things to all those people spreading rumors.

They just wouldn't believe me. You know what I'm like...

(Zhu Dayou's lengthy essay omitted)

Shen Yang: Rumors spreading from person to person.

Li Lin: Keep it up, Doctor Dayou.

Director Deng: Exactly! The rumors got ridiculous. I told them Xiao Jiang wasn't that kind of person.

HR Lü Dan: Huh? I almost believed it.

There were already more than a dozen replies below.

The gossip about me at the hospital should finally stop.

Night fell quickly. Lying in bed, I tried circulating my breath, and the qi within me was abundant.

Aside from my physical injuries, my qi had undoubtedly grown this time as well.

Although the true qi absorbed from killing those mutated evil spirits was extremely faint,

there had been so many evil things that it added up to quite a bit.

My body still felt unwell. Once I fully recovered, I felt that under Black Mother's spiritual purification, I might advance another step.

I spent the following week in the hospital.

Master, Mao Jing, Zhang Yuchen, Pan Ling, and the others came to visit me one after another.

When they saw that I was fine, they were all relieved.

The day after I woke up, I was already able to get out of bed and walk.

During those days, Tian Yong brought me dinner every evening.

As for breakfast and lunch, I only needed to order from the hospital's meal service.

And so, I stayed in the hospital

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