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Ling Mengzhu struggled to get up from the ground, raising her head to look at him and ask, "What do you want the car for?"

"To the hospital for reexamination." To put it simply, Long Zhenghao's style had always been this way.

"Ugh …" "You're not fit to drive yet, so I'll get you a taxi. It's safer this way." As Ling Mengzhu spoke, she immediately ran towards the bedroom door