Chapter 117: Brother, Where Are You?

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Alameda County, in the capital. In a huge commercial center in the Central District, Piedmont Plastic Surgery & Dermatology occupied three whole floors. At this moment, in an all-white room, a female doctor put down the forceps, catgut, and scissors in her hands. Another female doctor immediately approached with gauze for wrapping. After a moment, the two doctors stepped aside and said, "Medusa, the wound has been stitched up." The woman on the sickbed, upon hearing this, sat up. She was only wearing a black underwear, revealing her proud figure with flawless, white skin. However, at this moment, her abdomen was wrapped in two layers of gauze, there were wounds on the outer side of her thighs, and bruises on her legs. But these were not important. What mattered was that she remained

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