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... , barely waking up before she passed out again from the agony."
Fu Ning was brewing chrysanthemum tea for Chu Qianli.
Now the place was in chaos, and Chu Minghao and Gui Tong had no energy to pay attention to them, leaving this secluded room quiet and peaceful.
Chu Qianli took a sip of the warm flower tea, smiling faintly.
"The bullet head is still lodged in her flesh, how could she not be in pain? As long as it’s not removed, she won’t have a day of ease."
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