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The soup in this hotpot restaurant was made from medlar and chuanbei. It was very nutritious. Zuo Xi Yan touched his little face. He couldn't lose to Yuan Le this time.

"It's alright, my stomach is much better now. It's edible!" He had asked for a few emergency antidiarrheal pills before coming. He would not feel good about eating oily food for the next twenty-four hours