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... beating, Luo Wencheng was conscious, looking at the bright red number on the electronic watch.
It's zero o'clock!
He waited a moment, the discomfort rising from his stomach, and—
Severely sharp!
As if piercing with a sharp knife, Luo Wencheng's body tensed up, and his teeth clenched.
The nurse who had been paying attention to his face thought he was nervous, so she comforted him with a smile: "It's almost ready, it's stitching."
Luo Wencheng tried to smi ...
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