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Three months later, on a fine autumn morning, the wind blew.

Huo Zhi's stomach hurt, and her face turned pale. "It hurts — Xiao Lan, my stomach hurts — Xiao Lan, hurry up and call Duanwu, I — I'm going to have a baby."

Xiao Lan shouted anxiously, "Okay Madam, let's — let's go to the hospital first, to the hospital!"

In the midst of her panic, Xiao Lan made a call to Duan Ling Tian's phone