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The white room, the white bed, the white sheets, the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the busy doctors and nurses all surrounded Qiao Xiaoxiao. Qiao Xiaoxiao lay quietly on the pure white bed. Her eyes were closed and her brows were furrowed. The expression on her face showed how much pain her body was in.

Ye Xiaoqi was standing beside her, quietly protecting her