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... lump of mud fell directly onto the tile floor of the school infirmary.
In an instant.
The grinding of teeth resounded throughout the infirmary.
Chen Mu looked at Cheng Qian with a complex expression, his skin darkened from not bathing for a long time.
His brain froze.
He blurted out, "Cheng Qian, are there mushrooms growing on your bedsheet?"
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"Hahaha!!! What the hell, are there mushrooms on your bedsheet? Dr. Chen must have been driven ma ...
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