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... n. Seeing his indifferent face, she could not help but feel angry.

Seeing the worry and heartache in Qing ‘er’s eyes, a-Qing smiled and lowered her head obediently.

Fortunately, it wasn’t too late. They quickly hailed a taxi and arrived at the nearest Community Hospital. Along the way, Qing ‘er grabbed his wrist to stop him from moving. Her eyes were red as she stared at his wound.

sister Qing ‘er, it’s really not serious, Yingluo, ” he said carefully.

“Does it hurt?” She ...

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