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Soon, an operation cart pushed in from the door.
Blood, dripping all the way.
He didn't need to look closely to know that the patient was seriously injured.
"Young Master …"
A Zuo found a few more people that didn't look right in the crowd.
"Ignore them."
Ye Xiaochen raised his lips and lowered his voice.
The two of them walked towards the emergency ward's reception desk
