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When Jiang Muchen applied the medicine, Ye Nianshuo, who was lying on the bed, or he was wiping his wounds with herbal medicine, was in unbearable pain. Even though he was enduring the pain, he could not help but grind his teeth and let out a few groans.

"Lord, you must be alright!"

"A genius doctor is really a genius doctor!" Black-robed Man, who was at the side