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... ise on his face: "Isn't it... If you wanted to enjoy the same treatment as Stark, you could have just told me directly. We've been old friends for so long, was there really a need to go through all this just to ask me to treat you?"

"Be... careful..."

Ho Yinsen, having been blown up, was already a bit dazed and could only manage to weakly warn: "Outside... a bunch of lunatics have come..."

"Ah!"

This sudden explosion, along with the chief medical officer who flew ...

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