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The man looked up at her.
"The bleeding hasn’t stopped; are you feeling better? Yixuan made a pot of Ginseng Chicken Soup for you, it’s warming on the stove."
Dong Huiying looked around; this was an unfamiliar place, seemingly not the previous inn.
Compared to the inn, the conditions here seemed a bit more primitive.
Seemingly aware of her curiosity, he helped her change into a clean menstrual bag, put on her pants, and tucked her under the blanket. A ...
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