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... ing his injured hand, approaching his eyes, forcing him to face up to the current problem.

   "Is he an eyewitness?

  Then let me ask you, what patient number is he?

  What's the date? ! "

  Dr. Zhao frowned in pain.

  The steps under his feet wanted to step back, and the other hand that was not caught was knocking on his head in pain.

   "What patient number?

  I forgot, there are so many patients in this madhouse, how could I remember them all? ...

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