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The person reporting to Jiang Yiye had been working with him for quite some time and knew what he wanted to hear. After a brief pause, he added, "Mr. Mu's subordinate was injured. The youngest miss arranged a private room for him and gave him a tube of ointment for abrasions." Jiang Yiye was reaching for a document when he heard that. He stopped, his brows knitting into a deep frown