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Chu Dazhuang remained silent, listening to the words of the old county committee secretary's son, and said little, if it wasn't for his sincere head-knocking, Chu Dazhuang would definitely not bother with him now.
He moved his feet, into the quiet ward 503.
The old county committee secretary was lying there quietly with his eyes closed, his face devoid of any color.
Chu Dazhuang was silent, activating the Pupil Skill to observe. The old doctor's breath grew more and more unstable; it seemed he was not going to make it.
To save him was possible, but it was too late to save the old county committee secretary now. A sudden miraculous recovery was simply impossible.
However, that didn't mean he couldn't save him at all.
He reached out his hand and gently tapped his finger on the wrist of the old county committee secretary, closed his eyes, and began to feel attentively.
