Liang Weiguo sneezed loudly, opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself kneeling on the ground holding a stack of yellow paper. A burst of smoke choked him and made him cough. The picture in his mind became clearer and clearer - he had entered "Qinman Siheyuan" and it was now 1958. Dashuzhu in the yard is still young, but Jia Dongxu is living well. In this life, the whole hospital will have to look at his face!
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The back part was written by AI, so I can't read it.
The back part was written by AI, so I can't read it.
He was poisoned at the beginning