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It was dark.

The ward was silent.

Maybe because of the medicine's effect, Li Lingye fell asleep.

Bai Xianxian sat on the chair, her hand gently caressing her lower abdomen. Looking at the man in front of him, her heart was filled with unprecedented gentleness.

She thought she wouldn't love again.

However, when she met this man again, she was still as madly in love as before.

His phone rang