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"Poisonous." Zhan Chuyan forced out two words. His expression was dark. He reached out his hand to pat Gu Xiaoran, who was coughing non-stop. However, when he saw the wound on her back, his hand froze mid-air.

If she were to be hit, not only would it not ease her pain, but it would also cause her back to hurt more and more.

Gu Xiaoran spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood