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... grief stretched out for a few long moments. Eventually, though, the twin sobs of a man and a beast faded, quietening until they ceased all together.
Much to Li Xinyuan’s relief. As a surgeon, he was far from accustomed to comforting people. Even after a failed surgery, the most words of comfort, he had ever used were:
’I am sorry.’
’We tried our best.’
’Unfortunately, the patient couldn’t make it.’
"You will not understand the reasoning behind my actions. ...
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