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No, get out of my way.

Jing Muhan replied in a deep voice.

Mo Youyou sat on the side of the bed and took Jing Muhan's wrist, "Your Highness, I apologize."

Carefully examining Jing Muhan's pulse, Mo Youyou frowned slightly after a while. Why is it that she can feel a cold energy circulating within his body? This feeling was extremely similar to that of the Frigid Silkworm.

After all