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That blow was really vicious. He stretched out his hand to touch his head, and a big bump appeared on the spot where the gauze was wrapped. Luckily, he didn't miss it.

"You're awake." A cold voice sounded beside him.

Only then did Ding Qian see a man in a police uniform sitting beside the bed. He was in his forties with a mustache and crossed his legs.

"Who are you?" Ding Qian asked