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                                                                                                                                                  儒雅男子平静淡然的气质令我有一丝冷意，仔细打量他，发现他不仅儒雅，还相貌英俊，剑眉如墨，温和的目光里精光四射，显得既沉着又睿智，明明是在说假话，他不可能不知道单纯笔是如何受伤，但他说不知情，我竟然有点相信了。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “医生在全力抢救，最好能联系到他的家人，我们随时会发病危通知书。”
                                                                                                                                                                我挪了挪鼻梁上的近视眼睛，非常不适应，为了避免让眼前这个男子瞧出破绽，我一直咬牙坚持，忍受着近视镜片带给我的折磨。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                儒雅男子沉默了一会，平静道：“我就是他家人。”
                                                                                                                                                                “哦。”
                                                                                                                                                                我微微点头，凭感觉，这个男子一定不是单纯笔的亲人，因为我注意到一个细节，单纯笔吐血时，这个儒雅男子并无动容的神态，这不合情理，如果他是单纯笔的亲人，那他一定会激动，至少会很紧张。当然，不排除这个儒雅男子有泰山崩于前而面不改色的城府。
                                                                                                                                                                就在这时，急诊室外一阵脚步声，一位妙龄小护士捧着一个文件板跑来，

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