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... his mouth. Lu Lingche turned on the tap, cupped some water to rinse his mouth, and then stood up straight again, staring blankly at Qiao Yin, "Thank you."
Qiao Yin removed the needle unhurriedly, "Mm."
With others, she would politely say, "No thanks necessary, it’s my duty," but facing Lu Lingche, she truly deserved his thanks.
"Didn’t you say you wouldn’t save me if I were sick?"
"It’s probably occupational hazard kicking in."
"But you haven’t been a doc ...
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