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Shen Moxi sat up from the sofa and his gaze landed on Yang Tingxin. After a few seconds of hesitation, he walked to her bed and placed his warm palm on her face. He then murmured, "Good morning, Tenxin."

Yang Manxin was unable to respond to him, just like every time.

There was a knock on the door. Shen Moxi stood up and saw the nurse, Xiao Tian