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... increasingly severe, and she, not even ten years old, lay in a small bed that resembled a protective shield.
A specialized air filtration machine sat by the head of the bed, and a frame with clear plastic curtains was set up outside, trying to isolate all the germs from the outside world, like a miniature sterile laboratory.
Inside the protective shield, Lezhi, with her head shaved, lay quietly there, and every time Jiang Yurou came to visit, she felt particularly heavy-hearted. ...
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