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... as been dislocated many times, and he hasn’t undergone any surgery. All of them have been repositioned by hand. This time, he injured his left shoulder while he was skiing, and he was sent to the hospital…”Zuo Cidian went into the ward, only then did he introduce the patient’s specific situation to Ling ran.


Even though this patient involved the attitude of department director Hu of the Orthopedics Department, it was common for surgeons to enter the ward and forget what they had said ...

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