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"Young Master, we are here." Situ Xinye slowly opened his eyes as he felt the car come to a stop. His dark gaze swept past the window. Inside the hospital gates, a group of five or six people hurried toward the car. He curled his thin lips, pushed the door open, and stepped out. When they saw him, they quickened their pace to greet him. The man in front wore a white coat and a broad smile