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"What's wrong with you? Didn't sleep well? " Mo Hemo's ability to play dumb was top-notch. He placed one hand on Jiu Feng's forehead to eat tofu while looking at Jiu Feng's dispirited expression with a pained expression.

"It's not hot. I don't have a fever. Did you get a wound last night?"

"I, I'm fine. " Jiu Feng brushed his hand away and looked at him worriedly