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... now, right?"
Rong Jisheng had just left, and before Lu Jiu could call the next number, a man in his thirties sat directly in front of Lu Jiu.
Lu Jiu glanced at the number card and, seeing he wasn’t cutting in line, smiled and said, "What’s bothering you?"
Xu Biao’s mouth seemed a bit unnatural, "Toothache. It started last night, and it got worse this morning. By lunchtime, I could barely open my mouth. It hurts like hell whenever I tried to put in any effort."
Lu ...
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