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"Found him, but I was rejected."
Mai Xiaomai hung her head in frustration.
"Sigh—"
Qiao Feiyang sighed, "I heard his temperament is eccentric, cold and distant, most people find it hard to approach him."
"Eccentric temperament? He's simply insane."
Mai Xiaomai spoke with gritted teeth, as if she had a deep-seated enmity.
"Hmm?"
A cold snort sounded from the doorway.
Mai Xiaomai turned around and nearly fell off her stool in fright.
The person who came was none other than the crazy Lin Xuanzi.
He was wearing a black Tang suit, carrying a traditional Chinese medicine kit in his hand, and glasses on his face, somewhat softening his cold demeanor, making him look a bit like a profoundly skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor.
It's true, never speak ill of others during the day, nor about ghosts at night.
Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao really arrives.
But why is he here?
Does he have a patient here?
"Who is he?"
