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... ed on the surgical floor, but he was guarding Ling ran as he came out.

The young doctors who passed by cursed him in their hearts, but they only dared to look at him from afar before they quickly left.

Department director Lei’s expression did not change at all when he was stared at by others. In his position, the ones who came into contact with ordinary doctors the most were the ones who supervised and inspected them, issued fines, and made a mess of things. A typical unit that o ...

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