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... ital; it was a private doctor who came to see him at home.
In his room on the fourth floor, Titus Zane leaned against the bed, his usually clear, cold eyes now swollen and lifeless as he stared ahead, while the doctor treated the injury on his forehead.
In fact, the injury on his forehead wasn’t serious, but his right leg was badly hurt. The muscles in his shin were strained, and he couldn’t move freely; there was no miracle cure, and all he could do was lie in bed and recuperate ...
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