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The wound on his shoulder had already been treated. It was wrapped in bandages, but his head also seemed to have been injured. There was a thick layer of bandages wrapped around it. He was sleeping and had yet to wake up.

"It was Xu Xinlan who saved him." Mo Hancheng held her shoulders and spoke slowly.

Qiao Anxia was slightly taken aback. "Then she …"

"He's gone." Mo Hancheng lightly said