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When Ningning Mu heard Master Qing Su’s summons, she hurried over to take care of Li Ping’an, who was lying on the bed as pale as death, breath shallow, seemingly exhaling more than inhaling.
"Senior Brother!"
With a cry in her voice, Ningning Mu threw herself beside the bed Li Ping’an had hardly slept in.
Her delicate hands reached out to embrace Li Ping’an, but she didn’t know where to begin.
Li Ping’an opened his eyes, glanced at her, and whispered, ...
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