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In the sterile room, Ye Nianmo lied on his stomach. He could still squeeze out a smile to comfort Ao Xue, who was crying beside him: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"I've already contacted the hospital in Los Angeles. I'll leave later." Ye Zimo said in a low voice.

"Dad, I'm not that serious, I just burned two pieces of skin. I don't want to give up on the plan that we're talking about