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... n Rushuang frowned in sullenness. It did make sense that sometimes, money was more valuable than lives.
As she sighed in sorrow, Hong Yu suddenly grabbed her before shouting in surprise, “Miss An, that is...”
Looking through the curtain, An Rushuang noticed two narrow gates with rusty iron rings, its black paint almost fading, the four unsightly gilded big Chinese characters at the lintel being nothing but “The First Pharmacy”.
Large amount of people were crowding at the ...
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