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In the ward, the anxiety in the air faded, and the data and radio waves displayed by those instruments also became stable and constant.

On the bed, Zhang Xiansheng had fewer catheters and patches on his body, put on a ventilator mask on his face, and fell asleep.

Um... Compared with the past, and even compared to the impression he gave not long ago, he looks thin and haggard at the moment, with a thin body and dark yellow skin, and he looks like he doesn't have much time.

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