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... surgeon dared not go forward and disrupt the nine-tailed fox in the glum shadows of grief that surrounded him in thick, dark clouds. The sobs that left his lips were heart-wrenching to say the least.
Li Xinyuan – in spite of all the grief and mourning he had had the misfortune of hearing and witnessing as a surgeon (doctor) in both of his lives – could not help the unforgiving deluge of rue that crashed into him the longer he remained standing in the back and listened to the fox spirit’s ...
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