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Drip, drip, drip.

Time passed silently, minute by minute.

At this very moment, Wen Liangliu and I were sitting quietly in the cold chair in the corridor in front of the operating room of the hospital.

As time passed silently, the silent air seemed to have an invisible string that was constantly tightening and tightening. The air was filled with a tense smell.

Whether it was me or Wen Guanghui

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