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... p to adjust his glasses, only to discover that he wasn’t wearing glasses right now.


He squinted at Ning Shu, then, the corners of his mouth hooking up, said, “Come here, help me bandage my wounds.”


“I… I don’t know how.” Ning Shu looked at the school doctor whose temperament was completely different from how it was during the day. If it weren’t for the fact that he looked identical to the school doctor, there was no way anyone would think that they were the same perso ...

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