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... atching the group messages while talking.
Those who weren’t in the group came over to watch the fun.
"Alright, alright, I don’t have that kind of skill. It was Teacher Zhang who did it. At the time, I couldn’t stop the femoral artery bleeding at all."
He Xiaohong looked completely haggard.
Today, he almost faced a devastating psychological blow to his career—Sixth Uncle died right in front of him.
So he kept replaying it in his mind.
If the other p ...
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