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... as pitch black inside, and it was impossible to see how Zhong Qingyang’s injury was now, whether the wound on his forehead was still bleeding.
Xin Xiaoxiao stared for a while, only seeing his forehead glittering, it was probably blood.
She looked up and asked the driver in front, "Driver, do you have tissues in this car?"
"Yes." The driver nodded and handed the tissue box to Xin Xiaoxiao, Xin Xiaoxiao quickly pulled out a bunch of tissues, and randomly wiped Zhong Qingyan ...
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