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... bruptly raised his orchid fingers, and daubed her lightly.

The ointment is warm when applied on the body, and it feels quite comfortable.

"Is the ointment bought by the hospital?" He rubbed his head against Sang Dazhuang's shoulder.

Sang Dazhuang paused, put his big head next to Yuzhi's head, and kissed Yuzhi's face: "Wake up, how do you feel?"

"It's much better, it doesn't hurt so much." It's really much better. Yesterday, when I took a breath, it hurt like being ...

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