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Chapter 1281 - 442: Can’t cure Bi Lake Mountain, can’t I cure you?
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... n shook his head and said, he had spared no effort to heal the other during these past days.
After speaking, he glanced at the roasting turkey crackling with oil, sprinkled some powder on it, tore off a drumstick, and handed it to her: "You’ve been gravely wounded and unconscious for such a long time. You must be hungry, right? Here."
Wang Yanjing stared at the golden, oil-dripping drumstick before her, slightly stunned.
Her ordinary pale face quickly revealed a moving sm ...
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