It had been a week since Zachary reorganized the Rejuvenation Hall. At present, the door of Rende Hall was overcrowded every day, and the team was outside of the four or five shops next door. Moreover, this kind of patients had been building up and were still going on.
At noon, there were less people at the entrance of Rende Hall. A man in his thirties walked out of Rende Hall with red-rimmed hair and came to a small restaurant on the other side of the street.
After entering the restaurant, the man with wild hair sat down and said hello to the waiter, "Give me a braised pork combo. Hurry up, I don't have much time."
Hearing that, a man in a suit, who was also in his thirties, opposite the man with tangled hair, smiled at him. He picked up a cup of tea and said with a smi
