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... s, then the children’s screams.
The teacher who was giving lectures threw chalk and textbooks and ran quickly.
Wen Zhihan first reacted, and he first ran to Qi Qian. He learned first aid, did not dare to move his body, and did not let the teacher and classmates move him. He could only look at him on the ground.
“璟谦?南璟谦?”
Just as he was in a hurry, he was horrified to find that there was a glimmer of blood flowing from the corner of Yan Qian’s lips.
The pupil sl ...
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