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Mo Hancheng's gaze was always on her.

His deep eyes seemed to see right through her.

Qiao Anxia felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She looked up at him and asked, "Have you recovered from your illness?"

"Nope." Mo Hancheng picked up quickly.

Qiao Anxia was taken aback. She stretched out her hand and placed it on his forehead. "Are you not done yet?"

"Yes