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When Mo Youan came over, he was half-leaning on the sickbed with his arms still hanging high, bandaged tightly.

What was going on?

Lu Yao saw his little wife with a glance and a smile appeared on her lips, as her entire person became gentler, "Iceberg, what are you standing there in a daze for? Don't you know your husband?"

Mo Youan looked at him, the tip of his nose pained beyond words