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Mo's mother nodded, "I understand, dear. If a child is lost, we can try again, but there's only one Yan. Go change your clothes; they smell of blood, and we don't want to offend the goddess of childbirth."

Inside the Luo residence, after drinking a thousand-year-old ginseng, Luo Lingyan regained some strength. She clutched Chunfang's hand, overwhelmed by the pain of childbirth