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What's the matter with that wound on your face?

Shen Musheng turned on the lights in the room before helping Qin Ruochu to sit up. As there was a brain injury, he couldn't lean against her, so he could only sit, "I let Nanny Zhang stew soup and porridge. It's still hot now. Do you want to eat some?" Shen Musheng walked up to the bed and asked.

At this moment, Shen Musheng came closer