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... ds immobilized, he could only watch helplessly as his phone was snatched away.
His stomach continued to spasm in waves, the sour, rancid taste of vegetable cream mixed with stomach acid constantly surging upward.
Hooked up to a glucose drip, his face was sallow, with several strands of hair stiffly stuck to his temples from dried cream.
Sun Zhou watched him in this state, feeling as if his own internal organs were twisting together in heartache.
He felt he absolut ...
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