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In the hospital, Lan Gou who was still lying on his sickbed and reading today's city newspaper had an extremely gloomy expression.

He had already been diagnosed, and his lifeblood was useless in the future. He had completely become a cripple.

Thirty-two stitches on the forehead could be considered a disfigurement.

He, Lan Gou, actually had such a day!

And all of this, was caused by Lan Ze