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Bo Wenhao’s fists flew toward Bo Xingzhi, but the man was like an iron wall, standing there without budging. It was as if Wenhao’s punches meant nothing at all. Even when they landed, even when Bo Xingzhi could clearly feel the pain, he still showed no intention of letting go of the chief physician. "Hit him. Don’t hold back just because he’s your brother," Ruan Su said. Her voice wasn’t loud