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... div> Gong Mochen ignored the little woman. He took out a surgical needle and thread, some local anesthetic, and sterile cotton, and placed them onto the tray. Once he was done, he approached Qin Sheng.
"If you don't want to go to the hospital, who else will sew your wound?"
Qin Sheng was speechless for a moment. She didn't want anyone to sew her!
"When did you learn how to sew? You haven't got ...
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