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After Hee Ziqiu said that, he stuffed the bottle of medicine into her hand and slammed the door. Zheng Xuanni clutched her sore throat with a pained expression on her face. After a while, she started to cry while squatting on the stairs. Her voice was hoarse, as if she was an old lady in her seventies or eighties.

"..."

Three days later.

Although Zheng Xuanni had promised Hee Ziqiu to do so