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Under the circumstances, Marcellus can only choose to give up the case worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. “Mr. Zhang, if you are really in a hurry… There's another law firm down the street. I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. But I really have something important to deal with. I'll go ahead now.” Marcellus strides out of the office. “Hey! Hey, you! What an irresponsible law firm!” Mr. Zhang's face is sullen with anger. Marcellus ignores his client’s anger completely. He looks down at his watch and quickly gets into the elevator headed downstairs. Ten minutes later, Marcellus pulls up at the hospital gate where Farrah is waiting by the roadside. He rolls down the window and calls to Farrah, “Get in.” Seeing Marcellus in the car, Farrah quickly opens the door and sits in the passenger seat. “