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The curtains were pulled open, and blinding light flooded the room. Wang Taika lay sprawled on the sofa, instinctively shielding his eyes from the sun's glare with his hand as he looked at the figure standing by the window.,"Han py Why aren't you at work What are you still doing here" Wang Taika patted his head, trying to clear his mind a bit, but he still felt a throbbing headache.,"You bet!" Wang Taika got up and pulled a diagnosis from the ground, handing it to Han Py. "Look, fresh harvest. The doctor says I have bipolar disorder."。

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