"If you're fine, then get lost. I'm looking forward to the second trial."
Zhao Yi got up and said, then yawned and started walking out.
The hospital breakfast was pretty good, though a bit expensive, but not too exorbitant. Otherwise, food lover Wang Chao wouldn't be stuffing himself like that.
But Zhao Yi was already middle-aged, almost elderly, and found it hard to have an appetite in the morning.
He picked up some food meant for his grandson and was ready to leave.
"Come on, we haven't seen each other for so long. Old Zhao, don't you miss me!?"
Xu Liang spoke up to stop him:
"We're from the same hometown, after all!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi staggered, turned back to glare at Xu Liang with a dark face, and then left without looking back.
His pace even quickened a little.
Same hometown?
You're the kind of hometown buddy who screws other hometown buddies!?
To be honest, the second half of 2004 felt like hell to Zhao Yi!
