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... ng me.” Xu Baohan raised his left hand to cover his forehead. It turned out that she had been suspicious since this morning.


He suddenly felt that the lie he had told earlier was rather ridiculous and embarrassing.


“Last night, I bumped into Zhuang Tianya when I was buying some gastric medicine from the pharmacy at the entrance. She was buying some flu medicine, but when I was about to leave, she fainted and fell to the ground. I had no choice, so I sent her to the hospital. ...

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