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Yu Cen Ran took the needle from the nurse's hand and purposely waved it in front of Nanqiao. "I really don't know. You're afraid of this thing …"

Nanqiao secretly sensed that his drawling tone was not good. He felt as if someone had caught him red-handed. He was flustered and exasperated, yet he couldn't act up. He kept it in his stomach, his mouth bulging like a goldfish.

After the injection