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Xiao Zhi threw himself onto the bed, his eyes vacant as he stared at the ceiling. His chest felt tight and heavy, a searing pain wracking him.,After dinner, just as usual, Xiaozhi accompanied his father for a walk. His father loved to drink and had high blood pressure. Half a year ago, if Xiaozhi was free after dinner, he would take his father for a stroll by the river.,After returning home, Xiaozhi lay back on the bed. After lying there for half an hour, Xiaozhi slowly sat up and picked up the phone that was placed beside him.。