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He seemed to be feverish and delirious, but he remembered that her left arm was injured, and he noticed that it was not pressed against it.

"Let me go …" Qiao Anxia tried to push him away from her, but there was only a small hand to wave. Her originally weak strength had now been reduced by half, making her appear even weaker.

Mo Tingyue slowly opened his eyes and looked at her angry face