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... t the door of the operating room in a daze, as if her soul had been emptied, and her hands were as cold as a dead person.
Murong Qiao sat quietly on the chair without making a sound. If it wasn't for the movement of breathing, others might think that she was just a statue.
There was a slight sound of the door opening, which was particularly conspicuous in the empty and silent corridor.
"!" Murong Qiao suddenly raised his head.
The expected hospital bed did no ...
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