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... nd, Su Ziceng sat by the sickbed, taking a warm towel to wipe Su Qingzhang’s face.
Su Qingzhang had been in a coma for nearly a month now, his body sustained by nutrition fluids and had lost a lot of weight. His beard had grown out, making him resemble a large, hollow, and tattered doll.
The warmth of the towel added a touch of liveliness to Su Qingzhang’s bloodless face as Su Ziceng gently moved the razor across his chin.
The creamy foam arose at the tips of her fingers, ...
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