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C735 Hannya Tang

In the afternoon, Zhao Shensan went out and took a taxi to the provincial capital. He had been worrying about what to wear before he left. He couldn't wear a hospital gown, could he? As per his mother's suggestion, he wore a vest that would not rub against wounds, but instead a strange white shirt that looked as if farmers in the fifties or sixties liked to wear it

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