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At the door.
Xu Wenzhi was holding a No. 17 registration slip, hesitating endlessly.
He kept pacing back and forth at the door, occasionally leaning closer to the consultation room to listen in.
Realizing that the voices inside were so low he couldn’t make out anything, he reluctantly sat down on one of the seats nearby.
But at the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he couldn’t hear anything, at least when he went in, there was no need t ...
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