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... hivering from the cold
Fever?
Tang Tang touched his forehead briefly. It was burning hot, and she immediately pulled her hand back, "You’re not ’maybe,’ you’re definitely running a fever!"
"Oh..."
This tone, so casual.
Tang Tang originally didn’t plan to save him, but now she had no choice but to bring him inside.
Zong Zheng lay on the bed, squinting slightly and staring at her as she stood beside him, holding a syringe in her hand.
"What’s thi ...
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