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... ting loudly.
He wanted to raise his hand and set off, but his body seemed to be completely cut off from his brain. The dark cloud-like darkness was pressing in front of his eyes, and his eyelids seemed to be heavy.
He wanted to open his mouth, inhale, and the air rushed into his lungs, and there seemed to be bits and pieces of floc as it scraped through his throat.
"cough cough..."
He was woken up by himself.
Little by little, regained control of ...
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