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... would coax this and that in a while.
At this moment, the hall was filled with people.
Mo Yi, the numbers, and some servants.
“Doctor Zhao, hurry up, hurry up, young master is injured. ” Suddenly, a servant’s anxious voice sounded.
Hearing this, the crowd made way and saw a young male doctor carrying a medical kit walking in with large strides.
In the large hall, the thick stench of blood became more and more obvious.
“Young Master, you ...
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