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In the ward filled with the smell of disinfectant, Jing Mo was sitting by the bedside, holding a book in his hand. He wore a pair of refined gold-rimmed glasses on his nose bridge, and his entire body was surrounded by a warm and jade-like aura.

It was already seven o'clock in the morning. Jing Mo and Jing Hsiao did not leave after they came to the hospital last night