Thinking about it, I realized I couldn't leave. If I stay here, I can help pull a few more patients out of the pit and infect a few more plant doctors whose conscience hasn't yet been lost. If there's some experimental accident, I can help think of a solution. But if I just leave, I'd just be a lecherous middle-aged uncle!
A lecherous uncle who keeps watching young girls' chests and thighs while squatting by the roadside, such people don't matter.
Gongsun Ce also sipped a can of cola and said seriously, "Not necessarily, young lechers are just like that too."
Father Grey clinked his can with his, chuckling.
Sister Zhenfan ignored their banter. She was silent for a long time and said dryly, "...I understand."
"Understanding doesn't need to mean agreeing." The priest's voice was gentle, "Your life's road is still long, take your time. In this matter, there's never a 'right' or 'more right', whatever you choose is the best."
