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... arly summer was warm, Min Yue carried the suitcase and walked quickly, her swift steps brought a gust of wind, and the hem of her white coat fluttered, disturbing the fireflies in the grass.
The heart floats quietly in the ice, like a dormant fire of life. Min Yue pursed her lips tightly and looked forward resolutely.
In this relay race against time, only the last few hundred meters are left.
Director Zheng hung up Hu Yidao's phone, and said to Xu Mai in the operating room: ...
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