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... her end of the phone got angry: "What do you want to do for Guoxie at our hospital?"
Song Xueling’s eyes caught a glimpse of Xie Wanying’s face next to him. Her usually calm face rarely showed a trace of unease. Turning back, he told the other party: "It’s for a patient."
"What patient?"
"A teacher from Guoxie has fallen ill."
Not expecting such an answer, the other party’s tone grew heavier: "Why would a Guoxie teacher come to our Beidu when they fall ill? Can’t ...
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