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... ndow with a somber expression. Just the thought of Professor Guo Beiling filled his heart with deep guilt and self-reproach.
"Knock, knock, knock!" The door to the hospital room was gently rapped.
Then, Shen Anning walked in, holding a thermos.
"Dad, I made you some red date porridge." Shen Anning placed the thermos on the bedside table, opened it, and poured out a bowl of red date porridge. Mo Shaoze had told her already, Professor Guo died suddenly of acute myocardial i ...
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