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He wasn't a heavy smoker, barely smoking a few cigarettes in a month. But after days of constant spinning, his nerves were frayed. The nicotine rolled through his lungs, bringing a brief sense of ease, but with it came the crushing weight of grief over losing a loved one.,At the same time, Huo Mingzheng received a call from his bodyguard.,Huo Mingzheng's action of drinking soup stopped abruptly, and then he left。

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