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... to leave his bed and walk around for a few days, able to be entirely restored after a couple of months of self-cultivation.
Zhao Jiangui however still hangs his head dispiritedly, he thinks in his heart about how he already made Ji Han spit blood with one strike of his palm, in his head he's extremely upset.
He sits in the corner very far away from the bed, sees the head maidservant and maids serving Ji Han a bowl of white congee to drink, the medicine hasn't yet been decocted. ...
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