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For his son's future, Wang Xueqiang endured the anger burning within him. His fists clenched so tightly that his nails had dug into his palms.,"I'll take it over," he gritted his teeth and said. "Your dad has also found the best doctors, they will take good care of you.",Although the tone was calm, one could still hear a hint of anger. The ferocious scar made people even more afraid.。