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It was Ji Jingchen.

Wen Tiantian opened her mouth, but because she was too weak, she couldn't speak.

Ji Jingchen immediately walked over and held Wen Tiantian's hand, "What do you want to say? Slow down."

His voice was calm and steady, with a power that could calm a person's mind.

Wen Tiantian slowly recovered. She heard her own hoarse voice. "Wine … wine bottle …"

"Don't worry