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... broke free from her restraints.


Yun Xiangxiang’s eyes were red as she punched Yu You in the face. Everyone was shocked.


“Xiangxiang.”At this moment, a voice sounded.


Yun Xiangxiang’s fist was restrained by the voice. It stopped in front of Yu You’s nose. She suddenly moved her hand.


She saw a tall figure standing at the other end of the corridor. He was also wearing a hospital gown at the door of her ward.


Yun Xiangxiang’s vision blurred in ...

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