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... e sky and white clouds.
It was a rare good weather day, yet Chen Feng’s mood had sunk to the bottom of the lake.
The diagnostic report he held in his hands had been crumpled into a ball of paper, but he hadn’t thrown it away.
He was only 29 years old. He didn’t want to die. But fate had played a cruel joke on him.
Late-stage brain tumor!
Chen Feng still remembered how the doctor had looked at him with sympathy, speaking gently to him, telling him to go bac ...
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