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Qin Sinian received the document from his hands. With his peach blossom eyes lowered, he glanced over it and saw the first five conspicuous words.

The lazy smile on his face had disappeared, inch by inch.

Just like when he'd been in the emergency department, when he'd clutched onto the test form the doctor had given him, his slender, jade-like fingers had tightened, the paper rustled