Su Zhan's face was calm, and he even glanced at the patient on the hospital bed with interest.

For him, the more intractable the disease, the more interested he became.

Lin Yao frowned, as a veteran member, he obviously knew something.

Fan Jiangfeng said lightly: "Everyone, this terminally ill patient suffers from a variety of diseases, and it is no exaggeration to say that even I am only eighty percent sure......

Chapter 46 of "The Holy Hand of the Urban Hanging Pot" Your judgment is not bullshit! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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