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Zhao Tianyi's hands suddenly became stiff. He lightly smiled and said in a low voice: "Ok."

I held Zhao Tianyi's hand tightly and staggered towards the ward. Lin Lin was already awake, but her face was still terrible. She was lying on the sickbed, breathing in oxygen. She looked so fragile.

Yin Jingtian sat in front of the sickbed. From time to time