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... osite Huangcang Middle School, inside the temporary dormitory of Professor Chen Song.
Chen Song held a cup of tea, crossed his legs, and leisurely asked, "How is it, Old Tong? Did it meet your standards for handling Zone 2 flexor tendon suturing?"
Tong Yuan’an was out for a walk, leaning against a stone pillar at the Xiangjiang River Estuary, with the sunset’s red glow, the river’s red waves, a gentle hot breeze permeating, beads of sweat on his face and neck. He didn’t speak, bu ...
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