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"Grandfather ?" Gu Fanxing couldn't help but hold Lan Yigong's hand; it was terrifyingly cold.
"I'm fine. Help me sit up." Lan Yirong's eyes were still half closed as he spoke with a vicissitudes of life.
"Alright." Gu Fanxing agreed. Seeing that, Li Qingtian immediately walked over and helped Fu Lan Yirong to sit down. The butler quickly took out two soft pillows and placed them on his back
