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... sk for trouble?” Zhang Ping pushed the door open, and the room was completely dark, the air filled with the distinct smell of sharp-tinged medicine. A faint air of deterioration and boredom permeated the air. He sat at Wei Ci’s bedside; his expression was rather helpless. His friend fell sick frequently and seeing this, his heart was broken. Yet there was no counter solution. “If your illness deteriorates, you will really become a medicinal container.”
Wei Ci took his medications. His limb ...
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