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... Yan Xiaohu, as if caught red-handed, suddenly straightened his body, hastily adjusted his posture, and pretended to cough calmly a couple of times.
Then he asked with concern, "Old Four, you’re finally awake. Do you feel unwell anywhere?"
Zhou Qing rubbed his aching temples, his voice still a bit hoarse. He pushed aside the old hen and slowly sat up with Yan Xiaohu’s help.
"How long did I sleep?" Zhou Qing asked.
Yan Xiaohu said, "Seven days. Lu was taking care of ...
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