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... Qiao Changshun said hurriedly, “Let me do it, let me do it.”
“Uncle Changshun, you should go check on Miss Qiao. Dami, come help me with the fire,” Tong Sanlang said.
“Right, I’ll go check on Xiaomai.” Having heard this, Qiao Changshun quickly stepped into the hall.
Qiao Xiaomai was lying on the bed, her eyes half-closed, and her face deathly pale.
She had lost too much blood. Even drinking water from the Spiritual Spring couldn’t replenish it, making her look gen ...
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