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Half an hour later, Zhang Yang arrived at the destination.

Then, following the address, he knocked on a door.

Immediately, he saw a woman with a face mask answer the door, and at the sight of her, Zhang Yang felt a sense of familiarity.

However, he didn't think much of it since her face was masked and he couldn't see her features.

But after all, she was a friend of Sun Bingrou's, so it was possible he had seen her by chance in the hospital.

But, to speak or not to speak, this woman's figure was truly top-notch.

Even dressed simply in a loose sweatshirt, one could sense the proud and full proportion of her figure.

Beneath, a pair of casual sports shorts accentuated her round and straight legs, making them appear even longer.

Her hair, cascading like a waterfall of large waves, was also extremely beautiful.

With such a figure and bearing, even with a face mask on and her face obscured, one could feel that this woman was definitely a stunning beauty.