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Terrence Tang gestured toward an examination bed that looked suspiciously like an operating table.

Chloe knit her brows, feeling a strange sense of foreboding, but she walked over and lay down anyway. Terrence snapped on a pair of sterile gloves and approached with a penlight. "Open wide."

Chloe: "......"

A moment later, Terrence tossed a cotton swab into the bin. "Throat’s inflamed. Hold this