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Lee Zhuoyan hurried off to wash her hands. Xie Jinyan had bought xiaolongbao, two bowls of wonton soup, and a few delicate stir-fried dishes. The food was ordinary, but it was hard to come by here, and Lee Zhuoyan was sick of what the hospital served. The moment she saw the xiaolongbao, she brightened and dug in with gusto. Watching the girl in front of him eat