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... must be a conclusive conclusion.

Ai Ziyu didn't listen: "Sorry, I am also a doctor." He meant that everyone understood. What he needed was not the facts, but the peace and the peace in the world. Not self-deception, just just let your heart not hurt so much.

Ai Ziyu went to the ward at night and saw He Zhishu several times. He did not dare to move, nor did he have an emotional self-indictment. He just looked at the face of this person and wondered why a person would be so pale and ...

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