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... ide the ward for a long time.
"grandfather."
Old man Xi was holding a cane. Although his hair was gray, his standing posture was still old and dignified. He stood there as if nothing could be broken.
"Son, you are here."
Wen Hua had a sore nose.
"Grandpa, how is Xi Mo?"
The old man looked at her crying face, patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "Don't worry too much, the doctor said that there is no life-threatening, and you will be f ...
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