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... me. The first practice is over. Let’s continue tomorrow.”

As soon as Su Xiaolu finished speaking, Su Chong and Su Hua immediately went forward to help Zhou Heng back to the wooden wheelchair.

“Don’t worry, Heng. Take your time. You’ll be fine before long. Rest well now.”

Madam Zhou said gently to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng nodded.

Su Chong and Su Hua carried Zhou Heng back to his room together. Su Xiaolu tore off the ointment that she had applied on him and said ...

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