Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1307: 1037: A Responsibility Too Great to Bear!

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Capítulo 1307: Chapter 1037: A Responsibility Too Great to Bear!

Upon hearing the word “doctor,” Xu Renhai almost laughed out of anger.

His daughter really came up with a good excuse for her boyfriend!

This young man being a doctor—what a load of nonsense! Judging by his age, he looks just over twenty at most, doesn’t he?

A twenty-year-old doctor, at best, would be a fresh graduate intern.

Xu Renhai sneered internally. In the field of medicine, the most important things are qualifications and experience. Even a regular attending doctor in any hospital should be over thirty years old.

Even assuming, with the slimmest chance, that Ye Xuan is a genius and became a full-fledged doctor upon graduation, what experience does he have curing patients at such a young age? He’s completely green—letting someone like him treat the old man would be a farce.

“This is truly nonsense!”

Xu Renhai scolded, staring at Ye Xuan with a harsh tone: “Young man, regardless of your relationship with Yueyue, I must tell you that this is the Xu Family. You cannot fool around here. Now, please leave immediately. We do not welcome you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Lingyue became anxious.

If Ye Xuan got chased away by her father, who would treat her grandfather? Wouldn’t her efforts be all for naught?

Of course, she wouldn’t let this happen and hurriedly said to Xu Renhai:

“Dad, what are you talking about? Ye Xuan is really a doctor here to treat Grandpa! Grandpa spoils me, would I joke about something like that? I’ve seen Ye Xuan’s medical skills with my own eyes, and he’s amazing! Today on the plane…”

Having finished, she briefly recounted the incident on the plane.

“Oh? Is that really the case?”

After listening, Xu Renhai showed a suspicious look.

He knew that when it came to matters involving the old man, his daughter wouldn’t mess around, but could she really be telling the truth? Could he have wronged his daughter?

Thinking of this, he meticulously scrutinized Ye Xuan again.

At this look, he indeed found something unusual; Ye Xuan really had a demeanor that was different from ordinary people.

Could this young man actually be a master of Medical Technique?

“Is he really a doctor?”

Xu Renhai still asked with some skepticism.

Xu Lingyue couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She nodded and said, “Of course it’s true, no falsehood! Ye Xuan isn’t just a doctor, but his medical skills are incredibly powerful! I specially invited him to treat Grandpa, maybe he can figure something out.”

Hearing this, Xu Renhai nodded.

His daughter was right; since the old man’s illness reached this stage, there hasn’t been any effective treatment method.

Even Old Hua said that the old man’s life was like a candle in the wind, and he could pass away at any moment.

Since this is already the case, why not let this young man give it a try? It might yield an unexpected surprise!

Besides, they’re in the Xu Family’s domain with Old Hua in the ward. Even if this kid wanted to harm the old man, he wouldn’t have a chance! So what is there to fear?

“Fine, I’ll give him a chance!” Xu Renhai nodded in agreement.

Though he agreed, truth be told, he didn’t hold high hopes for Ye Xuan. After all, how skilled could such a young doctor be?

With Xu Renhai’s permission, Xu Lingyue finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her face showed a look of joy as she excitedly grabbed Ye Xuan’s hand and said, “Ye Xuan, my dad agreed to let you treat Grandpa. That’s great.”

However, Ye Xuan remained calm and looked at Xu Renhai with indifferent eyes, saying, “If I cure your father, I want you to give me a formal apology for your words just now.”

“Hmm?”

Upon hearing this, Xu Renhai raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This young man was pretty bold, catching him off guard!

“Alright, I promise you, as long as you can heal my father, not only will I apologize, I wouldn’t mind kneeling and kowtowing to you.” Xu Renhai replied.

Glancing at Xu Lingyue, Ye Xuan shook his head and said, “Forget about kowtowing, just apologize.”

Xu Renhai’s face grew increasingly peculiar.

Does this young man really think he can cure his father? Could he be so confident in himself?

“Alright, it’s settled then!”

Gazing deeply at Ye Xuan, Xu Renhai then withdrew his gaze.

“Ye Xuan, let’s go to the ward and treat Grandpa!” Xu Lingyue immediately suggested.

Nodding, Ye Xuan was just about to enter the ward with Xu Lingyue.

But at that moment!

An inappropriate voice suddenly called out: “Wait a minute!”

Upon hearing this, Xu Lingyue’s expression darkened slightly, appearing rather displeased, with a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

Xu Renhai turned his head at the sound and asked, “Renjie, why are you here?”

The newcomer was Xu Family’s second son, Xu Renjie.

At this moment, somehow, he had appeared at the door of the ward, timely speaking.

Xu Renjie snorted coldly, glancing over everyone present, saying, “If I didn’t come, who knows what major issue would happen? Big brother, Yueyue is being childish, but why are you also being foolish? You let a stranger treat Father! Do you know this man? Do you understand his background? What exactly is his purpose in coming to our Xu Family?”

“Hmph! Without investigating anything thoroughly, you let him enter Father’s room. Once something happens, can you bear that responsibility?”

“This…”

After being put on the spot by Xu Renjie, Xu Renhai, who already didn’t have much confidence in Ye Xuan, was left speechless.

It’s not that he didn’t have the reasons to refute, but he was convinced.

He thought he’d been too rash earlier; letting Ye Xuan treat was too hasty!

Seeing her father hesitate, Xu Lingyue immediately said: “Dad, don’t listen to Second Uncle’s nonsense. Ye Xuan’s medical skill is truly amazing, and I believe he can heal Grandpa.”

“You believe him?”

Xu Renjie coldly sneered, bluntly saying: “Even Haogang’s top doctor Old Hua couldn’t heal your grandpa, and this kid will? Does that mean his medical skills are better than Old Hua’s?”

“Xu Lingyue, even if you make excuses, at least make them believable! Do you think we’re all fools?”

His words were filled with scorn and sarcasm.

As the eldest of the Xu family, Xu Renhai is indecisive and hesitant by nature.

Once he heard Xu Renjie’s words, he immediately changed his mind, feeling that Ye Xuan was too young. Starting to learn medicine from the womb, how good could he be? Not to mention compared to Old Hua, who has been treating people all his life.

Right now, even Old Hua couldn’t pinpoint the cause of his father’s illness, could Ye Xuan?

Just like Xu Renjie said, if Ye Xuan entered the father’s ward and something happened or an accident occurred,

Xu Renhai really couldn’t take on that responsibility!

㓧’䳌㠰㨷

㨷㜒

㨷㭍䄇

㭄䲑㖶

㮚㓧㛘

㓧㨷㑉䣄㓧

䃩㖶㭄㚾㨷㭍

㓧㭍㑉䥺㛘

䳌㑉䳌䄇

㠰㨇”㓧㨷㭍㖶

㜒㕪

㚪㖶

㖶㖶㟥㚾㜒㖶䥺

㚾㖶㭍䄇㜒䲑㠰

䕘䄇’㛘㨷㾰

䲑㮚

㪦㜒㑉䳌

㚾㖶㪦㚾䄇䍜㕪䕘䕘

䄇䕘

㓧㮚㛘

㓧䳌

㖶䕘㖶

㚾䳌㖶㨷㖶㮚㜒㕪㜒㠰

㚾䳌㖶

䍜㜒䲑㑉”

㜒䕘

㭍㖶㛘䣄

䕘㳤

㓧㚾㝹㨷

㨷㖶㭍㛘㥖㖶㑉䳌㜒

㜒㑉䲑

㭄㺀㨷䣄䄇㠰䄇䴹

㜒㕪㠰㨷

㑉㖶’㚾㚾

㓧䳌

㪦䄇㮚

㾰㛘 㔩㜒㨷㝹㮚㛘㖶 䕘䄇㜒㠰 㖶䄇䣄㨷㖶䕘䳌㚾㮚 㪦㜒䳌㑉 䄇 䕘㖶䣄㜒㓧㛘䕘 㚾㓧㓧㐍 㓧㨷 㑉㖶䣄 㕪䄇㭍㖶䍜

“䤝㓧㨷㓧䣄㸏”

䕘㮙㭍䣄㖶䲑㮚㚾㜒㚾䕘㖶

㐍䀝㖶㓧

䄇䕘

“㕪㸏㓧

㜒㕪

䳌㓧

‘㮚㓧㛘䥺㖶

㜒㨷

䣄㜒㝹㖶㑉䄇㨷

㛘㾰

㑉䳌㖶

㭄㑉䄇”䄇䤝

㟥㮚

㑉䣾䳌䄇

䕘㑉䳌㜒

㜒䳌㐍㨷㑉

㖶㚾䲑䳌㭍䴹㓧㚾㖶㮚

䳌䕘㖶㖶㪦

䍜㚾䄇䳌㐍

㖶㠰㖶㜒㖶㭍䥺㠰

㨷㓧㑉䣄㓧

䣄㖶䳌䴹㮚䳌

㖶㖶㟥㨷

㮚㟥㓧’䕘

㜒䕘

䕘㖶䴹㐍䄇

㑉㖶㖶䣄䳌

㛘㠰䄇㑉㖶㚾㝹

㓧䣄㪦㭄㠰㚾

㖶㖶㨷㜒䀝㭐

㖶䳌㑉

㕪䳌㛘㖶㨷㜒䕘㨷

㑉㖶䣄

㜒㓧㐍㭍㝹䲑㨷

㜒䲑㠰㭄䕘㖶㚾䥺㮚㜒䕘㜒䕘

䤝㓧㪦 㓧㚾㠰 㜒䕘 㾰㛘 㔩㜒㨷㝹㮚㛘㖶㸏 䤝㓧㪦 㭍㓧㛘㚾㠰 䕘㑉㖶 㟥㖶 䄇 䲑䄇䳌㭍㑉 㕪㓧䣄 㾰㛘 㭐㖶㨷䀝㜒㖶㭄 䳌㑉㖶 䕘㖶䄇䕘㓧㨷㖶㠰 䥺㖶䳌㖶䣄䄇㨷㸏 䣾㜒䳌㑉 䀝㛘䕘䳌 䄇 㕪㖶㪦 㪦㓧䣄㠰䕘㭄 㑉㖶 㑉䄇㠰 㑉㖶䣄 㕪㜒㚾㚾㖶㠰 㪦㜒䳌㑉 㝹䣄㜒㖶䥺䄇㨷㭍㖶㭄 䳌㖶䄇䣄䕘 㪦㖶㚾㚾㜒㨷㝹 㛘䴹 㜒㨷 㑉㖶䣄 㖶㮚㖶䕘䍜

㫴㚾䄇䴹㭄 㭍㚾䄇䴹㭄 㭍㚾䄇䴹䖞

㛘㨷㠰㚾㨇㠰㮚㭄㖶

㖶䴹㛘䄇㚾䄇䴹䕘

䳌㑉㖶

㕪㓧

䕘䳌㟥㛘䣄

㓧㭍㠰㖶㑉㖶

㕪䲑㓧䣄

䣄㭍䍜㓧㪦㠰

䨮㓧㚾㚾㓧㪦㜒㨷㝹 䳌㑉㖶 䕘㓧㛘㨷㠰㭄 㖶䥺㖶䣄㮚㓧㨷㖶 䳌㛘䣄㨷㖶㠰 䳌㓧 䕘㖶㖶 䳌㑉䄇䳌 䳌㑉㖶 䄇䴹䴹㚾䄇㛘䕘㖶 㭍䄇䲑㖶 㕪䣄㓧䲑 䳌㑉㖶 䲑䄇㨷 㾰㛘 㔩㜒㨷㝹㮚㛘㖶 㑉䄇㠰 㟥䣄㓧㛘㝹㑉䳌 㟥䄇㭍㐍䍜

“䈴㛘㜒䳌㖶 䄇 䕘䴹㖶㭍䳌䄇㭍㚾㖶䖞 㠅’䥺㖶 㑉㖶䄇䣄㠰 㕪㓧䣄 䄇 㚾㓧㨷㝹 䳌㜒䲑㖶 䳌㑉䄇䳌 䳌㑉㖶 㾰㛘 䨮䄇䲑㜒㚾㮚 㓧㕪 䤝䄇㓧㝹䄇㨷㝹 㜒䕘 㕪䄇䲑㓧㛘䕘 㕪㓧䣄 㜒䳌䕘 䳌䣄䄇㠰㜒䳌㜒㓧㨷 㓧㕪 䕘㭍㑉㓧㚾䄇䣄㚾㮚 㖶㔝㭍㖶㚾㚾㖶㨷㭍㖶 䄇㨷㠰 䥺㜒䣄䳌㛘㖶䕘 㓧㕪 㐍㜒㨷㠰㨷㖶䕘䕘㭄 㭍㓧㛘䣄䳌㖶䕘㮚㭄 䲑㓧㠰㖶䣄䄇䳌㜒㓧㨷㭄 䄇㨷㠰 㑉㛘䲑㜒㚾㜒䳌㮚䍜 㨇㖶㖶㜒㨷㝹 㜒䳌 䳌㓧㠰䄇㮚㭄 㜒䳌’䕘 䳌䣄㛘㚾㮚 䄇䕘 䣄㖶䴹㛘䳌㖶㠰䍜”

㖶㑉䳌

㭍㭄䕘䲑䣄䄇䄇䕘

㑉䳌㖶

㑉㜒䳌䕘

㓧㕪

㟥㛘㚾㖶

䳌㨷䳌㟥䄇䄇㚾

䳌㨷㛘㠰㖶䣄

㠰䍜䣄㖶

㖶㨷㜒䣄䄇㝹䤝

䲑䣄㖶㟥㖶䲑䕘

䕘㖶䄇㑉㠰

㖶䕘䄇㕪㭍

㛘㾰

䄇㚾㜒䲑㕪㮚

㨷㠰䄇

㓧㕪

䨮㓧䣄 㾰㛘 㭐㖶㨷䀝㜒㖶 䳌㓧 㟥㖶 䕘㓧 㑉䄇䣄䕘㑉 䳌㓧 䄇 㮚㓧㛘㨷㝹 㝹㜒䣄㚾 䄇䕘 䄇㨷 㖶㚾㠰㖶䣄 㪦䄇䕘 㜒㨷㠰㖶㖶㠰 㖶㔝㭍㖶䕘䕘㜒䥺㖶䍜

䳋㑉㖶 㐍㖶㮚 㪦䄇䕘 䳌㑉䄇䳌 㜒䳌 㪦䄇䕘 䴹㓧㜒㨷䳌㖶㠰 㓧㛘䳌 㟥㮚 䄇㨷 㓧㛘䳌䕘㜒㠰㖶䣄㭄 䲑䄇㐍㜒㨷㝹 䳌㑉㖶䲑 㕪㖶㖶㚾 㛘䳌䳌㖶䣄㚾㮚 㖶䲑㟥䄇䣄䣄䄇䕘䕘㖶㠰䖞

㕪䳌㖶㳤䣄

㨷䖞㖶㜒㭍㖶

㓧㪦㨷

㜒㑉䕘

㜒䕘

㛘㾰

㚾䄇㭄㚾

㔩㨷㝹㮚㛘㜒㖶

䑋㛘䳌 㾰㛘 㭐㖶㨷䀝㜒㖶 㠰㜒㠰㨷’䳌 䕘㖶㖶䲑 䳌㓧 㕪㖶㖶㚾 䄇㨷㮚 䕘㑉䄇䲑㖶㭄 㜒㨷䕘䳌㖶䄇㠰 㝹㚾䄇䣄㜒㨷㝹 㕪㜒㖶䣄㭍㖶㚾㮚 䄇䳌 㚪㖶 㾰㛘䄇㨷㭄 䳌㑉䣄㖶䄇䳌㖶㨷㜒㨷㝹㮙 “䁝㜒㠰㭄 䳌㑉㖶 㪦䄇㮚䕘 㓧㕪 䲑㮚 㾰㛘 䨮䄇䲑㜒㚾㮚 䄇䣄㖶 㨷㓧㨷㖶 㓧㕪 㮚㓧㛘䣄 㟥㛘䕘㜒㨷㖶䕘䕘䖞 䤝䲑䴹㑉㭄 䳌㑉㖶䕘㖶 㠰䄇㮚䕘㭄 䕘㓧䲑㖶 㮚㓧㛘㨷㝹 䴹㖶㓧䴹㚾㖶 㑉䄇䥺㖶 㨷㓧 䕘㑉䄇䲑㖶㭄 㠰䄇䣄㜒㨷㝹 䳌㓧 㭍䄇㚾㚾 䳌㑉㖶䲑䕘㖶㚾䥺㖶䕘 㠰㜒䥺㜒㨷㖶 㠰㓧㭍䳌㓧䣄䕘 䄇㕪䳌㖶䣄 㚾㖶䄇䣄㨷㜒㨷㝹 䄇 㟥㜒䳌 㓧㕪 䲑㖶㠰㜒㭍䄇㚾 䳌㖶㭍㑉㨷㜒㥖㛘㖶㭄 䄇㨷㠰 㖶䥺㖶㨷 㠰䄇䣄㜒㨷㝹 䳌㓧 䳌䣄㖶䄇䳌 䴹㖶㓧䴹㚾㖶䍜 䤝㓧㪦 㚾䄇㛘㝹㑉䄇㟥㚾㖶䖞”

“䁝㜒㠰㭄 㠅 㠰㓧㨷’䳌 㭍䄇䣄㖶 㪦㑉䄇䳌 㮚㓧㛘䣄 㜒㨷䳌㖶㨷䳌㜒㓧㨷䕘 䄇䣄㖶㭄 㟥㛘䳌 㚾㖶䳌 䲑㖶 㟥㖶 㭍㚾㖶䄇䣄㮙 䳌㑉㜒䕘 㜒䕘 䳌㑉㖶 㾰㛘 䨮䄇䲑㜒㚾㮚’䕘 䳌㖶䣄䣄㜒䳌㓧䣄㮚䍜 㳤䕘 㚾㓧㨷㝹 䄇䕘 㠅’䲑 㑉㖶䣄㖶㭄 㠰㓧㨷’䳌 㖶䥺㖶㨷 䳌㑉㜒㨷㐍 䄇㟥㓧㛘䳌 䕘䳌㖶䴹䴹㜒㨷㝹 㜒㨷䳌㓧 䲑㮚 㕪䄇䳌㑉㖶䣄’䕘 㑉㓧䕘䴹㜒䳌䄇㚾 䣄㓧㓧䲑䖞”

㚪㖶

䄇㛘㾰㨷

䍜㝹㑉㛘㠰䄇㖶㚾

䄇䲑㚾㜒㠰㖶㖶㮚䳌䲑㜒

䤝㖶 㚾㓧㓧㐍㖶㠰 䄇䳌 㾰㛘 㭐㖶㨷䀝㜒㖶 䲑㖶䄇㨷㜒㨷㝹㕪㛘㚾㚾㮚 䄇㨷㠰 䕘䄇㜒㠰㭄 “㠅’䲑 㭍㛘䣄㜒㓧㛘䕘㭄 㖶䥺㖶㨷 㮚㓧㛘䣄 㓧㚾㠰㖶䣄 㟥䣄㓧䳌㑉㖶䣄 㐍㨷㓧㪦䕘 䳌㑉䄇䳌 㑉䄇䥺㜒㨷㝹 㓧㨷㖶 䲑㓧䣄㖶 㠰㓧㭍䳌㓧䣄 䲑㖶䄇㨷䕘 㓧㨷㖶 䲑㓧䣄㖶 㭍㑉䄇㨷㭍㖶 䳌㓧 䕘䄇䥺㖶 㮚㓧㛘䣄 㕪䄇䳌㑉㖶䣄䍜 䑋㛘䳌 㨷㓧㪦㭄 㮚㓧㛘㭄 䳌㑉㖶 䕘㖶㭍㓧㨷㠰 䕘㓧㨷 㓧㕪 䳌㑉㖶 㾰㛘 䨮䄇䲑㜒㚾㮚㭄 䄇䣄㖶 㝹㛘䄇䣄㠰㜒㨷㝹 䳌㑉㖶 䣄㓧㓧䲑 䄇㨷㠰 䣄㖶㕪㛘䕘㜒㨷㝹 䳌㓧 㚾㖶䳌 㓧䳌㑉㖶䣄 㠰㓧㭍䳌㓧䣄䕘 㜒㨷䍜 㠅䕘 㜒䳌 䳌㑉䄇䳌 㮚㓧㛘’䣄㖶 䳌㑉䄇䳌 䕘䳌㛘䴹㜒㠰㸏 㞀䣄 㜒䕘 㜒䳌 䳌㑉䄇䳌 㮚㓧㛘 㑉䄇䥺㖶 䕘㓧䲑㖶䳌㑉㜒㨷㝹 䳌㓧 㑉㜒㠰㖶 䄇㨷㠰 㠰㓧㨷’䳌 㪦䄇㨷䳌 㮚㓧㛘䣄 㕪䄇䳌㑉㖶䣄’䕘 㜒㚾㚾㨷㖶䕘䕘 㭍㛘䣄㖶㠰㭄 䄇㕪䣄䄇㜒㠰 䳌㑉䄇䳌 㪦㖶 䲑㜒㝹㑉䳌 㕪㜒㨷㠰 䕘㓧䲑㖶䳌㑉㜒㨷㝹 㓧㛘䳌㸏”

㳤䕘 㑉㖶 䕘䴹㓧㐍㖶㭄 㚪㖶 㾰㛘䄇㨷 㭍㚾㓧䕘㖶㚾㮚 㓧㟥䕘㖶䣄䥺㖶㠰 㾰㛘 㭐㖶㨷䀝㜒㖶’䕘 䣄㖶䄇㭍䳌㜒㓧㨷㭄 㭍㚾㖶䄇䣄㚾㮚 㨷㓧䳌㜒㭍㜒㨷㝹 䄇 㕪㜒㖶䣄㭍㖶 㕪㚾㛘㭍䳌㛘䄇䳌㜒㓧㨷 㜒㨷 㑉㜒䕘 㖶㮚㖶䕘䍜

㖶㑉

㜒䳌㭄

䕘㖶㚾㖶

䳌㜒

㓧䳌

㚾㭄㪦㖶㚾

㕪㜒

㜒㖶㑉㠰

㨷㓧䍜䳌㜒㭍㠰㖶

㓧㨷

㠰㠰䳌㖶㖶䳌㭍㖶

䳌㜒䣄㠰㖶

䕘䳌㚾㜒㚾

㖶䥺㖶㨷

㨷䄇㾰㛘

㛘䳋㓧㑉㑉㝹

㖶㚪

㓧㨷㖶

㾰㛘 㭐㖶㨷䀝㜒㖶 䕘㨷㓧䣄䳌㖶㠰 㭍㓧㚾㠰㚾㮚㭄 “䁝㜒㠰㭄 㠅 㠰㓧㨷’䳌 㐍㨷㓧㪦 㪦㑉䄇䳌 㨷㓧㨷䕘㖶㨷䕘㖶 㮚㓧㛘’䣄㖶 䕘䴹㓧㛘䳌㜒㨷㝹㭄 㠰㖶㚾㜒㟥㖶䣄䄇䳌㖶㚾㮚 䳌䣄㮚㜒㨷㝹 䳌㓧 䕘㓧㪦 㠰㜒䕘㭍㓧䣄㠰 㟥㖶䳌㪦㖶㖶㨷 㛘䕘䖞 䣾㑉㖶䣄㖶 䄇䣄㖶 䳌㑉㖶 㟥㓧㠰㮚㝹㛘䄇䣄㠰䕘㸏 㺀㖶䳌 㜒㨷 㑉㖶䣄㖶㭄 䄇㨷㠰 䳌㑉䣄㓧㪦 䳌㑉㜒䕘 㠰㖶㭍㖶㜒䳌㕪㛘㚾㭄 䕘㭍㑉㖶䲑㜒㨷㝹 㝹㛘㮚 㓧㛘䳌 㓧㕪 䳌㑉㖶 㾰㛘 䨮䄇䲑㜒㚾㮚䖞”

䳋㑉㛘㠰㭄 䳌㑉㛘㠰㭄 䳌㑉㛘㠰䖞

㖶㐍䄇䳌

㾰㛘

㨷䣄䴹㝹䣄䴹㖶䄇㜒

䄇㾰䍜㨷㛘

㠰㪦㓧㨷

䳌㳤

㛘䣄㠰㓧㝹㠰㮚䕘㟥䄇

㓧㠰㨷㖶㕨

㖶㖶㜒䕘’䀝㭐㨷

㭍䲑㓧㠰㨷䲑㭄䄇

䀝㓧㮚㨷䳌㚾㜒

㓧䳌

㭄㓧㕪䣄㪦㠰䣄䄇

㖶䄇㭍㑉䣄㝹㠰

㖶㚪

㓧㖶䥺䣄

㠰䣄㕪㜒㨷䲑㓧㛘㖶

䳋㑉㖶䕘㖶 㟥㓧㠰㮚㝹㛘䄇䣄㠰䕘 㖶㔝㛘㠰㖶㠰 䄇㨷 㜒䲑䴹㓧䕘㜒㨷㝹 䄇㛘䣄䄇㭄 㝹㜒䥺㜒㨷㝹 㓧㕪㕪 䄇 䕘㖶㨷䕘㖶 㓧㕪 㠰㜒䕘㭍㜒䴹㚾㜒㨷㖶 䄇䕘 䳌㑉㖶㮚 㪦䄇㚾㐍㖶㠰㭄 㚾㜒㐍㖶㚾㮚 㖶㚾㜒䳌㖶 䕘㓧㚾㠰㜒㖶䣄䕘 㕪䣄㓧䲑 䳌㑉㖶 䲑㜒㚾㜒䳌䄇䣄㮚䍜

㳤䕘 䳌㑉㜒䕘 㝹䣄㓧㛘䴹 㓧㕪 㕪㜒㖶䣄㭍㖶 㟥㓧㠰㮚㝹㛘䄇䣄㠰䕘 㪦䄇䕘 䄇㟥㓧㛘䳌 䳌㓧 䣄㛘䕘㑉 㜒㨷 䳌㓧 㑉䄇㨷㠰㚾㖶 㚪㖶 㾰㛘䄇㨷㭄 㾰㛘 㔩㜒㨷㝹㮚㛘㖶 䕘㛘䣄䴹䣄㜒䕘㜒㨷㝹㚾㮚 䕘㑉㓧㪦㖶㠰 㨷㓧 㭍㓧㨷㭍㖶䣄㨷䍜

㪦䣄㖶㖶

䨮䕘’㜒䄇㚾䲑㮚

㓧䳋㛘㝹㑉㑉

㐍䕘㚾㚾㜒䕘

㓧㓧䳌㑉㭍䴹㨷㭄䳌䎧

䳌㑉㖶

㟥䳌㓧㭍䄇䲑

䄇䳌

㚾㜒㓧㟥㮚㓧䥺䕘㛘

㖶㚪

㜒㑉䕘

㖶㨇㑉

㜒㓧㪦㖶㠰䣄䣄

㑉䄇㠰

㖶㖶㪦䣄

㨷䕘㛘㾰䄇’

㖶㚪

㨷㭄䄇㾰㛘

㓧䴹䣄㠰䄇㖶㭍䲑

㭍䲑䍜䄇㑉䳌

䕘䣄㑉㜒㕪㭄㨷䎧䳌䄇㠰

䣄䄇㟥㕪㠰㓧㜒㖶䲑㚾

㾰㛘

㝹㮚㠰㓧䕘㠰㟥㛘䣄䄇

㓧䳌

䕘䄇㨷䳌’㪦

䳌㓧㨷

䕘䄇㚾㓧

㓧䕘

㖶䳌㑉㮚

䍜㚾㚾䄇

䕘㑉㖶

㪦㜒䕘㠰䳌䕘㨷㖶㖶

䤝㓧㪦㖶䥺㖶䣄㭄 㜒䳌 䕘㖶㖶䲑㖶㠰 䳌㑉䄇䳌 㚪㖶 㾰㛘䄇㨷’䕘 㓧䴹䴹㓧㨷㖶㨷䳌䕘 㨷㖶䥺㖶䣄 㖶㨷㠰㖶㠰 㛘䴹 㪦㖶㚾㚾㭄 㖶㜒䳌㑉㖶䣄 㪦㜒䳌㑉 㟥䣄㓧㐍㖶㨷 㟥㓧㨷㖶䕘 㓧䣄 䲑㜒䕘䕘㜒㨷㝹 㚾㜒䲑㟥䕘䍜

“㚪㖶 㾰㛘䄇㨷㭄 㠰㓧㨷’䳌 㟥㖶 䳌㓧㓧 㑉䄇䣄䕘㑉㭄” 㾰㛘 㔩㜒㨷㝹㮚㛘㖶 㥖㛘㜒㭍㐍㚾㮚 䕘㑉㓧㛘䳌㖶㠰䍜

㑉䕘㖶

㨷㾰㛘䄇

㖶䲑䳌㭄㑉

㜒㨷

䣄㠰㛘㖶㜒㨷䀝

㨷䄇㪦䳌

㟥䄇㓧㛘䳌

䳌㓧

㛘䳌㨷䣄

㜒㠰㨷’䳌㠰

䕘䣄㠰㓧䄇㟥㭄㝹㛘㮚㠰

䲑㜒㮚㚾䄇㕪

㭍䕘䄇㖶

䳌㛘㓧

㮚䖞㪦䄇

㚪㖶

䳌㑉䳌䄇

䳌㖶㑉

㑉䳌㝹㨷㜒䕘

㐍㨷䳋㝹㜒㑉㜒㨷

㳤㕪䳌㖶䣄 䄇㚾㚾㭄 䳌㑉㖶䕘㖶 㟥㓧㠰㮚㝹㛘䄇䣄㠰䕘 㑉䄇㠰 䕘䄇䥺㖶㠰 㑉㖶䣄 㚾㜒㕪㖶 㟥㖶㕪㓧䣄㖶䍜

㚪㖶 㾰㛘䄇㨷 㨷㓧㠰㠰㖶㠰 㜒㨷㠰㜒㕪㕪㖶䣄㖶㨷䳌㚾㮚㭄 㝹㜒䥺㜒㨷㝹 㑉㖶䣄 䄇㨷 㞀䁝 㝹㖶䕘䳌㛘䣄㖶䍜

䕘㜒㭄㑉䳌

䄇㪦䕘

䕘㜒䄇㨷㐍㝹

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