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ng Po-lang in a hurry, their faces etched with worry. They talked excitedly and comforted him, "The ambulance is coming soon, you have to hold on..."Jiang Po Lang's lips began to turn blue, he tremble...Xiaolang left, he came. He is Xiaolang’s son. Don’t cry, if you cry and ruin your eyes, who will accompany Youyou to read and write in the future Who will play with Youyou”A sudden, urgent bellow fina...