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... e didn’t even go to the toilet.
Iler eyes were blank as she sat at the door of the operating theater in a daze. It was as if her soul had been sucked out, and her hands were as cold as a dead person’s.
Murong Qiao sat quietly on the chair and couldn’t make a sound. If it weren’t for the fact that she was still breathing, others would probably think that she was just a statue.
The sound of the door opening was soft, especially conspicuous in the empty and silent corridor. ...
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