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"What... Mayor... Mayor Song’s daughter? I don’t know her at all." The director stammered, clearly caught off-guard.
"Oh, that’s alright then."
The corners of Huo Mian’s lip curled upwards as if all the answers were apparent as could be.
Ever since she began working in the Neurology Department, she became more aware of microexpressions. For example, when a patient was nervous, they would tug on the corners of their shirts. When a patient was angry, they woul ...
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