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... consciousness, cutting through the haze of pain that enveloped her mind.
She attempted to open her eyes but a sharp, stabbing sensation forced them shut again. Her fingers tentatively explored her forehead, encountering warm wetness. Blood? The thought drifted hazily through her mind.
"Hey, don’t move yet. You’re still hurt," the voice commanded, gruff yet tinged with unmistakable concern.
That voice... Binghe’s thoughts struggled to align themselves. "Zhao Disheng? Why a ...
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