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... at her.
Her eyes kept falling on the wound on his back, a young girl's face was as clear as lake water. The lights illuminated her drooping dark eyelashes, and under her eyes, two soft and cold arc shadows were reflected.
If it wasn't for the child who appeared alive in front of him, she wouldn't look like a woman who had given birth to a child.
She put down the knife, took the medicine bottle, picked out some ointment with a small pestle, applied the medicine for him, and ...
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