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... spoke, a pair of old eyes rolled and looked over Song Chongjin’s shoulder.
Song Chunhua stood up awkwardly, “Chongjin, you’re back, have you eaten?
Mother will cook for you!”
Song Chongjin just felt an indescribable sense of exhaustion and weakness surge into his heart, but he said nothing.
He simply handed the medicine in his hand to Song Chunhua, “This is the medicine for the past half-month.
I’m tired, I’m going to rest in my room.”
Without givi ...
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