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... aused, and then, the tightly closed door was pushed open from the inside.
A girl in protective gear, slender and delicate, walked out. She had stopped crying, but the redness around her eyes proved that she had just been in tears.
Shen Yanhe took off her protective suit and handed it to the nurse for disinfection. Her moist eyes, with a hint of red, looked at him pitifully, and her sweet, soft voice, slightly nasal, asked, "Mr. Fu, what’s wrong?"
Fu Yanhe’s gaze fell on h ...
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